To help celebrate National Garden Month 2006, we've invited our visitors to share their garden tales with us. We hope you'll find inspiration in their stories and appreciate the pride of your fellow gardeners.
I arrived in northern Vermont July 1978. Unaware of how harsh winters are. I bought 20 acres of planted Norwegian Spruce. After 25 years I relized that my trees weren't growing that they were dying. So I told my husband and we put a hit on them. We went to Fla for a month and when we came home the trees were gone. The logger sent us a nice bonus (that I had to pay taxes on). We then put money back into the yard having it stumped. We have planted all kinds of grass and hope to plant corn, pumpkins, beans,etc.to give away to people on the highway. The soil is purt sand, so I bought a dumptruck load of manure. The best part of this story is I have a gorgeous view of the mountains I never knew was there. I also have people rubbernecking at our yard. Everyone is wondering what we are going to do with it. We are going to grow old together and try to feed the animals and the locals.