our garden.

wait. scratch that. from now on, let's just call it Mark's garden. because as much as i would like to take a little bit of credit for this thing, you know since we both own the house and we'll both be eating whatever we manage to harvest out of there, i really have nothing to do with it. he has done all of the planning, sprouting, planting, watering, and de-bugging, and i have stayed very far away from the whole operation. and there is a very good reason for this: i have a black thumb.

i kill everything i touch, whether it be a strawberry plant, rose bush, or the lovely impatiens that Mark bought me last year. all dead within a few months. you doubt? a demonstration! this is was the oregano plant that Mark's aunt brought to our house as a house-warming present on mothers day:

it only took me 6 weeks to turn it into a pile of dead brown sticks. that might be a new record.

so in contrast, now let's all marvel in amazement at all the things we Mark is growing out in the garden (and keeping alive!)

our Mark's garden. 

 lettuce.

adorable little green tomato! 

crazy giant beans. 

corn! 

watermelon on the left. and i think the tall one is a cucumber? zuchinni? 

eggplant! 

peas! 

and a turnip! (anyone know how to eat these?) 

i know that the garden also has broccoli, carrots, and garlic in it, and possibly a few other things that i don't remember. all i know is that i'm pretty much in awe over this whole gardening thing, and pretty excited to get to eat things that we Mark grew in our own backyard.