“Wow, you’ve got a garden… you’ve actually got a GARDEN!” Bemused Visitor
I don’t recall a time myself when backyard gardening changed. Not a precise moment. Maybe I was born after the major change, or at the tail end.
I suspect it was much more of a generational transition. Probably linked in with a jump from the single-income family to the joint-income family and a loss of time in lieu of increased income. Increased income would have meant an increase in ‘expendable cash’ and a gradual creeping in of convenience products.
Why grow vegetables when you can buy them? Think of how much more time you’ll save. Time to watch television with the kids.
worked cultivated his own garden. Of course it was work, but I guess it was looked upon as maintaining a level of fitness also. I suspect it was also therapeutic. I have fond memories of large bouquets of crispy, dark green spinach being delivered to our house and fossicking under the Cape Gooseberry bush for ripe berries. That sharp flavour of the berries is an early childhood memory.
So many backyards nowadays are grassed or concreted or smothered in some other hard surface. I did a presentation about this at a Sustainable Living Expo which you can read about here. The presentation briefly detailed what we were doing in our own backyard and with the move to the new block, we only plan to do it better.