My wife says I’m crazy. I know I am. I’m going to be a crazy radical gardener and more.
I remember when I was 4 years old working in the backyard garden with my family in New Zealand.
My parents didn’t know a thing about gardening and I wanted to help. I grabbed a shovel and started digging.
At one point, I wanted to go deeper into the soil but didn’t have a body large enough to jump onto the shovel like my dad. I wanted to go really deep into the dirt so I lifted the shovel up as high as I could and brought it down onto my right big toe.
My parents rushed me to a doctor to make sure there was no long-term damage. The toe was fine after a few weeks.
My mother tells me I would always go out and ride on the tractor with the agricultural missionaries and play in the mud and dirt at every moment.
Before we left New Zealand, I planted some apple seeds. I was about 5 years old and didn’t realize we were leaving the country soon so I didn’t get a chance to see the fruits of my labors.
In Arizona my father tried to grow a garden and didn’t know anything about growing in a harsh environment and stuck to trees and grass.
I had my biggest success in Oregon. On the side of a hill I had a terraced strawberry patch, a traditional garden and some old fruit trees in the orchard. Love fresh Bing cherries right off the tree. In the summer we got a large salad bowl of strawberries every day.
I now live in Texas, north of Dallas. Not the easiest growing environment. It could be worse. I have the bug to grow and produce as much as possible on our property.
Watch this video below and tell me if you would like to do something like what is on the video. I plan on incorporating fish and ocean water into the mix at my place. This is truly radical environmentalism.
Greg McIver 