Falling for my firsts

granadilla flower
Spotting this beauty first thing on a Monday morning was the sweetest moment.

Our veggie patch is at the back of our house; you need to walk out and around to get to it. It’s a trip I’m starting to love, I can feel the anticipation build as I round the corner. I get excited to suss out what’s happened overnight, and, if I’m lucky enough to have a cup of tea in hand, to sit, groggy and unwashed, and enjoy a few stolen moments of complete solitude before the days starts. A momentary vacation from my thoughts, and from my kids (turns out its a great place to hide from them).

It’s been two months since we started growing and one of the best parts are the firsts. First granadilla flower (I think I yelped out loud when I spotted it), first green pepper bud (imperfect as it was), first homegrown salad. My pride and joy, I almost can’t bear to eat these little babies.

green pepper
I love this green pepper dearly. She doesn’t look very healthy or edible but she’s my first and she’s snuck into my heart.
salad
A bit heavy on the rocket, but hey, it was my first homegrown salad and it was going to taste amazing regardless.