By Katie Pocras, Nebraska Home Sales Realtor
It was an excellent morning in my raspberry patch. The big, red, sweet berries were just beckoning to be picked. I have 3-4 varieties planted, and the golden ones are turning out to be my favorite. Plus, with multiple varieties, there are different ripening times, so I should have raspberries all summer. My strawberries, this year however – they weren’t so happy. My wildflowers are going gangbusters and I have fresh flowers in my house to enjoy. Some of my lucky friends are getting bouquets, too. My thumb is only a light shade of green.
When I was a kid, I remember lots of neighbors had gardens. Someone always had extra tomatoes, cukes or zucchinis to share. You had to lock your car doors or someone would put a zucchini (or several) in it. It seemed most people grew something.
When I’m looking at homes, I’m not seeing many gardens. I see lots of containers hosting annuals, but not so much the container herb garden with tall, sweet-smelling dill, or the fragrant basil. Fewer folks are cultivating the little square of dirt out back with rows of green beans and peas. Every once in a while I’ll see a raised bed –those are my favorite. I have a friend is even raising chickens! Yes, she lives in the city limits, and, yes, city code has rules. I feel a case of egg envy coming on. How many bouquets will equal a dozen eggs?
A few years ago I do remember a seller who wanted to time the sale of her home. She wanted to time it so her home closed after her summer harvest. She had spent a lot of time, energy and dedication in her garden and she was going to pick and pickle.
And to my other homebuyer, who bought the pretty ranch home last fall, I can’t wait until your pears and apples are ripe. I have my bag ready and a bouquet for you.