style="text-align: center;">My sweet little sister longs to be domestic.
I am so proud that she craves to learn more of what may seem “old fashioned ways”… sewing, cooking, raising children, staying at home, and gardening.
This morning I dropped off the chickens at “One Grams” and armed with borrowed tools, my seeds from last year, a few herbs from my garden and $30 from Mom we dug her first garden… her first potager.  
Four humble 4′ by 4′ squares with space enough for the landlords lawn mower… we added topsoil, manure… and love.
Onion, Zucs, Jalapenos, Lettuces, Spinach, Thyme, Sage, Basil and Yellow and Green Pole Beans.  
We trimmed suckers and overgrown trees…
We dreamed of what could be done with her forlorn, neglected backyard.  What it would look like without violet weeds and dandy lions… a refuge for her as she patiently awaits an engagement ring (or whatever God has planned for her).
She began cautiously, wondering of the responsibility involved… three hours later ideas were rolling off her tongue.  
I think she is smitten.
Congratulations on your new home and your new hobby Chelsea!