Without any hands to pull the grass weeds.. the garden quickly returns to nature’s grip. It will be swallowed by the thicket in two years at most without tending to its care, and that, it appears is the fate for this plot of land once used to grow food.
Though only a two year expirement, the garden was a joyful experience, a hobby I will take with me wherever We end up down the road.
For now, this plot of land will see itself return to a wild jungle of weeds and thorn, normalcy just a few yards away will creep back in at a rapid pace.
At least I can pull this last harvest this season and hope that by next year I have something figured out where I can plant some form of a garden.
The compost squash plant turned out to be a Howden pumpkin.. how awesome. Huge pumpkins forming and I suspect I won’t discover some until they’re bright orange.
I have an idea where I may be able to plant a pumpkin plant around our current house so as to not make a mess..
Purpose of the day was to pull the first ready to harvest potatoes. At first hand dive into the dirt, things were looking good.
By the end of our brief time spent at the old place, we pulled the remaining garlic and shallots that managed to survive the grass invasion.
Our potato haul seemed average at best. I am very grateful for being given the chance to grow these foods.
I am saddened by the loss of the immediate ability to continue growing, but I am determined to find a home where we will be able to resume our hobby that literally puts food on the table.
And hopes to broaden the range of what we grow.. I.e.. meats!
For now, just silent plants will do, since we live in town, ever closer to concrete city full of people.
Beans sure ended up producing a whole bunch. 
Our new home is coming along well. We have our own space. We have our own home. But this is a temporary location, for we both desire to return to the private country. (We still own that forest property that is being demolished this week).
A quaint house on the corner. With a yard for baby James to be able to grow up and play in. A literal blessing from the Heavenly Father himself, that i was able to begin searching for a home, and within two hours be in contact with a landlord willing to rent this property to us, and begin the lease immediately.
One year.
James will still be too young to really “know” what’s going on if we move by then.. time will tell..
Life sure has been crazy, but I am thankful to be living it.
I pray to Heavenly Father. Take care y’all.