Get Outside: My First Time Farming

I lived in VT last year (read: easy access to hiking, big backyard, I attempted to grow cucumbers because I could).  When I moved to DC last fall I quickly realized I missed dirt.  I was feeling lost not having an easy connection to the earth.  

Lucky for me DC also has this place called Common Good City Farm 🙌...and they have an awesome volunteer program.  I signed up real quick and spent the last twelve weeks showing up Tuesday afternoons to help out where I could.

Preparing the beds

Preparing the beds

The first few weeks we built up the beds where the plants are now growing.  It was the toughest work all season; and the most rewarding.  Digging into the earth, listening to your own breath, finishing out the day with evidence (MOVED DIRT!) of the work you completed.  Leaving covered in dirt and happy, so happy.  Over the following weeks I met various other volunteers and together we planted spring onions and broccoli, thinned out peaches and radishes, watered and weeded.  

Planting broccoli

Planting broccoli

There were definitely days I wasn't quite feeling up to going but once I got there it often became the best few hours of my week.  There's something magical about getting the heck outside!  It's calming, inspiring, invigorating.  Plus there was the added benefit of learning about growing food, witnessing first hand how it all happens and being motivated to take a little of that back to my own life.  It might start with some herbs on my balcony, but believe me when I say I will have a giant garden someday!

 

Big take away - if you're ever feeling lost, stuck, alone, depressed, angry, sad - just get the heck outside.  Do it.  Go find some freakin' dirt.  Go buy some herbs and soil and plant.  Hike up a mountain and soak up the views from the top.  Breath it all in.  It'll change you.  You'll learn something new.  At the very least you'll get some vitamin D.