Labor of Love.

But it sure is more fun to watch them plant. We eat off of our veggie garden. I don't go to the market to buy vegetables anymore. We harvest the fruits of our labor in our frontyard. Why not? We live next to a busy street in our city and yet we manage to have a vegetable patch, fruit bearing trees and my own potted herbs. We have our own corn, okras, eggplants, green beans, lettuce, mustard, ampalaya, chilies, tomatoes, malunggay, kamote tops to name a few.

For fruits, we have bananas such as saba, senoritas, lakatans, latundans and other fruits like calamansi, papayas, mabolos, atis, star apples, avocados, green mangoes when in season. And for herbs, I have basil, oregano, dill and rosemary. The fun part is when guests come to visit and they go home with a bag full of organic produce for their dinner. It's amazing to see abundance right in your own backyard and hope that others do the same thing with their garden. My husband tends to the garden with our driver and our houseboy as his helpers. Our olympic size pool turned into a fispond full of tilapias but that's another blog.