It has been a dream to have a green house.  In traveling to Europe to compete in Master’s track I saw so many folks utilize their tiny earth homesteads by using Green houses.  I follow a Facebook group called, “Home Grown” and a fellow in one of Europe’s frigid climates parallel with mine on the globe, proudly displayed his garden.  I couldn’t help but ask a few questions on the seedlings and he was highly encouraging and BAM!  We had a tiny green house on order from Amazon… 

The Bossman saw the purchase and in his non-happy voice stated, “it’s not going in the back yard!”  Perfecto!  I was happy with that too!  It took a few weeks to arrive…one massive box on the front stoop… it was due to rain… the Bossman asked, “are you going to put that in the garage?”  Me… I cannot lift it, I need help.  Bossman… “Ugghhh”. 

A week passed and the other projects grew sparse, it was time to put the green house up.  Naturally, we had a heat wave and it was 100 degrees outside but I don’t let weather dictate project timing.  The Bossman waved, “have fun!” and went to work.  I was so excited!  I staged the lawn, covering it with 1000 pieces the day prior.  I got out a fan and a table and started the assembly… then, I noticed the massive bees.  It bugged me because I could not eat my Bit-O-Honey candy because they liked that better than the flowering bush behind me.  One even flew into my face on accident…I decided to stop the project and rip out the bushes. 

I got the 10yr old and dog out of the house for support.  The fluffy one was not interested and tried to hide in the car and got stuck.  Somehow, we flipped him around and got him out of my husband’s car.  He had lent me his car for ripping out the bushes.  He didn’t want to trade cars for the day and suggested that I needed supervision for that task.  Of course, I fell on the floor with a belly laugh.  He laughed too and handed me his keys. 

I hunted our property for a tow rope or chain and found a strap.  The box said it was rated for 1000 pounds.  Hmm… I strapped it on the prickly bush and gave it a tug.  It broke.  Then, I called my Dad.  I asked if I could borrow a chain and he agreed.  My neighbors must have overheard me and emitted from their house.  Surly, I had a pitiful voice when I explained it because they offered to provide a 2000 pound tow strap.  It was terribly short and they convinced me to give it a try.  It is a so fun to pull out bushes!  We put the short strap on and tugged them out.  What a blast!  Their 7 year old offered the wheel barrow and drove the bushes to our fire pit so we could have flaming eye later that night.

Then, I went to work.  I put the tiny pieces together and the neighbors came over again to review.  They wanted to help and I couldn’t let them.  It was 100 degrees and I was soaked.  Off they went to gather morel mushrooms in the nearby fabulous park.  After a few hours, my hands hurt and I called my Dad again.  He agreed to come over and offer moral support.  I worked away on the tedious task of assembly and eventually the Bossman returned from work.  He felt bad that I called my Dad so he began to help. 

I loved every minute of that time with the Bossman.  He is meticulous and the right guy to assemble that tiny green she shed.  He wouldn’t let me shortcut anything and had me disassemble and reassemble everything that wasn’t done to perfection.  I didn’t mind and imagined growing juicy tomatoes in the green house. 

I can sense that adding a green house to our initiative to feed communities is just the start of a massive effort to feed the globe. While we look forward to feeding our community, we look to finding ways to share around the World. It is not one individual that makes a difference but it’s when we build team and families to help one another that we can truly move the needle…envision. share. grow!