Summer is here and the Garden is looking Good! {Photography, Watson, Illinois}

It was my dream to finally have my own garden when I moved back home.  I'm happy to say, I have a garden to be proud of this year. Basically I just want to brag on it.  Last years garden was absolutely terrible and I was so disappointed.  Weeds, the soil was terrible, no rain....It's coming along nicely this year and I couldn't be happier.  I think Kitten Little {AKA, Bob Brown}  is happy with it too.  I will have ripe tomatoes soooooooon!!!  And a lot of them, so if anyone is in need of tomatoes in a few weeks, you know who to ask, and I'm serious.  I have so many they will rot on the vines if I don't give some away.  It'll probably be the same with squash and zucchini.  

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Tytia Habing

I am a self taught, natural light photographer, with sixteen years of shooting experience under my belt. Back in the day, I learned to shoot with film, developed it and printed my own photos in my darkroom. I've since moved to digital, but film holds a very dear spot in my heart that I just can't seem to shake. I was supposed to be a horticulturalist and landscape architect...at least that's what my degree's tell me. I followed that path for some time, along with a few other paths, but photography won my heart. Plants and beautiful mother nature is, and will always be, a great inspiration to me. If at all possible, I prefer to shoot outdoors and somehow incorporate nature into the scene. I'm originally from the Watson, Illinois area, but the majority of my adult life I spent living in the Cayman Islands and only moved home to Illinois with my husband and son a few short years ago. I grew up on a small working farm, with acres and acres of natural areas at my disposal. It gave me a great appreciation for the world around me. I roamed wherever I pleased, built forts in the woods, picked wildflowers in the pasture and caught craw-daddies in the crick. My son is taking over the jobs of fort building and craw-daddy hunting, but I'll never give up the picking of wildflowers.