
One of the lasting impacts life in Korea will have on me is farming & the dream of one day having my own little farm – one where we don’t move every time we turn around would be preferable.

I’ve been in Korea over 800 days now – watching my 3rd & final growing season in Anjung-ri.
And I’ve learned a lot from watching the local farmers.
So this year, I ordered seeds from Burpee online & tried my hand at planting my own little backyard crop.

I ordered dwarf velour green beans…that are actually purple.

And now I’ve got my first “mess of beans” as my Granny would say.
I’m going to cook these babies up & serve them with a grilled balsamic pork loin and potato pierogies…num, num...and serve it all with some sparking white grape juice (sorry, we’re not drinkers).

But soon I’ll also have tomatoes ready for salsa. I’m afraid I got them in the ground later than I should. But look at those big ol’ babies!

And so far one little lone jalapeno, but more are starting & hopefully the serrano peppers will catch up, too.

If I cross my fingers, I might just get lucky enough to have my own little sugar baby seedless watermelon….way late in the season.

But I’m super pumped about my little ear of corn – so far it looks like I’ll have a whoppin’ two of them, but fresh corn I don’t have to pay $6.39 US for?….
Definitely worth it – and I’m counting the days until I can roast those suckers on the grill.
Hmm…smoky, chewy corn – with lots of butter.










The Mennonites here farm alot, and old timers have gardens. I got a free zuchini at church 2 weeks ago. On Tuesdays during the summer there is a tiny farmers market in Downtown Waynesville too. The Mennonites have got me at fresh eggs. I can’t have my own garden this year cause my tools are being held hostage by the government. Our stuff from deep storage finnally gets here Monday (almost 2 months after our return), and our stuff from Korea is still floating over on the boat. This is why I said in a comment from a couple of days ago, why we had to buy so much stuff. We have been living in an empty house since June 6. But things like seeing home made fresh bread being sold by a mennonite lady in plain clothing and a cap, surrounded by veggies that came out of her garden, make up for the garden I dont have.
I am happy you are reaping the fruits of your labor. It’s so fun to pick crops that you helped to make real. Always awes me that water, seeds and love, and a miracle make food and flowers.
Good for you! The thought of grilled corn is making me hungry.
Very pretty! But save some of those tomatos for ketchup!
XOXO