I planted my very first garden when I was six, in the Florida sand in the little area between our townhouse and the next. I planted peas and was excited to see them grow and produce pods. I was so excited to actually grow my own food that I popped those few peas out of the pods and had my mom help me boil them to go with my dinner. It was a feast of five peas, but I still felt pretty triumphant about the experience. Everywhere I lived, I planted a garden I always love growing things I could use…