As long as my family has lived in North Carolina, I can remember having a garden. I guess it stuck, because every since I have been an adult, I have had an urge to grow things. Before we bought our house, I really couldn’t, and I looked forward to the day when I would have a yard. As you know, we bought a house and got a yard. Unfortunately, our crazy yard is not ready for a garden yet.
I still had the gardening itch, and really tried to think of a solution. Where is a flat place that is ivy-free and gets plenty of sunlight? THE ROOF!
In a stroke of luck, we just cleaned out the back shed and discovered a ton of unused large pots perfect for tomatoes, peppers, eggplants and squash.
The vegetable gardening season was well underway when we decided to do this. Luckily the Durham Garden Center had a bunch of ready to go seedlings on sale.
They were super friendly and helpful to us two alternative gardening amateurs. Per their suggestion, we also picked up some bags of Black Kow and compost to build our soil. We mixed these 50/50, and added a tablespoon of fertilizer to each pot.
Then we built the structure to hold the garden from 2 old IKEA Lerberg shelves and spare lumber left over from installing the dog door. We even used the extra mesh from the fence project for tomato cages.
Two of the nice things about having your garden on the roof, is not having to worry about deer or bunnies, and weeds are not much of an issue.
The most tiring part of this whole process had to be passing our ambitious 22 pots from the front walk to the roof.
After we perched them on the makeshift shelf, they got a healthy watering and they were ready to grow.
Gardening is one of those things you can’t truly appreciate until you do it yourself. From the outside, it looks like dirty, sweaty, hard labor. But when you actually do it, you realize that it’s dirty, sweaty, gratifying hard labor. It cultivates a sense of calm and relaxation that is difficult to find in much else. If you are like me, tapping away at a plastic keyboard all day, then the calming effect is multiplied.
There is just something about about putting my hands into the warm dirt that ignites long dormant feelings from childhood. Just doing whatever you want, getting dirty, and not even worrying about it. I’ts carefree and its awesome. Alright, maybe I am overselling it a little, but it is very cool. The best part is after you’ve planted everything, you get to wait for your veggies to start showing up. Everyday gets a little more exciting when you walk outside and marvel at the newly grown food that you helped create with your own hands.