What’s more lovely, when you’re supposed to be working on your master thesis, than working in your own garden? Imagine a Sunday, which is actually sunny – and all is perfect. I live in a student house and we are lucky to have a garden. Most of our garden consists of weeds: I could spend weeks on just removing stinging nettles (they’ll come back anyway). But we’re also trying to grow some vegetables. For this purpose, there’s a tiny spot that looks a bit more orderly than the rest of the jungle. We grow some salads, rhubarb, onions, strawberries, different kinds of beans, carrots, raspberries, radish, spinach, beets, and some other veggies of which I don’t know the English names 
Last Sunday I’ve been planting peas. (I planted the seeds in empty egg-baskets first. Please, dear readers, never make that same mistake. It took me quite a while to get their tiny roots out of those bloody cartons.) Now I’m checking daily whether they’ve grown already. Because, what’s nicer than walking in your own garden, when you’re supposed to be working on your master thesis?
Here are some pictures for you so I can share the happy feeling I get when I see our veggies grow!
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- Garden jungle
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- Peas on Earth
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- rubber boots
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- Happiness can be simple
