why my grandma’s cabbages beat modern gardening trends
Every time I walk past our community garden, I’m reminded of my grandma’s backyard in Minnesota—rows of cabbages so lush, they looked like green velvet pillows. Back then, gardening was a family affair: we’d kneel in the dirt, hands muddy, learning patience and pride from elders who believed in growing food the old-fashioned way.
But today, I see neighbors arguing over raised beds, hydroponics, and the latest organic fertilizers. Some say the new methods are cleaner and more efficient, but I wonder—do they bring the same sense of belonging? Or are we losing something precious in the rush for perfection?
Our cabbages this year are so beautiful, folks say they’re ‘wallpaper-worthy.’ Yet, there’s a quiet tension: some want to swap them for ornamental plants, arguing it’ll make the garden more attractive to visitors. Others, like me, believe food should come first, just like it did in our parents’ time.
And with the unpredictable Midwest weather—hail one week, heatwave the next—old-timers swear by hardy varieties, while younger gardeners chase after exotic hybrids. It’s a tug-of-war between tradition and innovation, and sometimes, it gets heated at our monthly meetings.
I can’t help but feel that every cabbage leaf carries a story—of resilience, of family, of community. Maybe that’s why I keep fighting for the old ways, even as the world changes around us. What do you think: should we stick to our roots, or embrace the new?
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