Gardeners yearn for spring. Or they dream of living someplace where they can garden year around. During down times they pour over seed catalogs and create their dream garden. During the growing season they willingly put in sweaty work, then nurse sore muscles only to go do it again and again. They tend. They feed. They water. The start seeds indoors. And they love to discuss the pros and cons of various potting mixes, fertilizers, and vegetable varieties. And they long for that first tomato of the season. Yup, that all sounds like me.
In regions with winters, a gardener's soul will pace like a caged tiger waiting for the ground to thaw. They know not only which USDA growing region they are in, but also the last frost date. Come spring, they are rearing to go. When out sharing a dinner with friends, heaven help us if someone starts talking about gardening. Dinner conversation will quickly deteriorate to discussions like...
...which is better, horse manure or chicken manure
...how productive a particular worm bin can be
...where's the best place to buy blood meal this year
...do you drop plucked bugs into a can of soapy water vs. squashing them with your fingers
Non-gardening diners may quickly lose their appetites.
Today I offered a non-gardening person a green bean right off the plant. I could see the hesitation. Uuuhhh, raw? Uuuuuhh, unwashed, non-sanitized? I greedily munched a few I plucked, whereupon he gingerly tried his. Then I saw a real transformation....then a smile. He was surprised how juicy and sweet it was. Before long we were talking about how to grow green beans and he left my place with a cupful of bean seed. Perhaps I witnessed the birth of a gardener. Now wouldn't that be nice!