Tomatillo dreams.

I have dreams.  Dreams of creating the best green enchilada sauce ever.  It’s a delicious lofty dream and it all starts with these little tomatillo plants.

About six weeks ago I planted little tomatillo seeds in small pots.  I had never grown tomatillos before so I pretty much had no clue what I was doing.

This is a recurring theme in my life.

I often get a big idea, a read a book about it, throw myself whole-heartedly into my project, get in over my head, my husband bails me out of trouble, and eventually I figure it out.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

I wasn’t born knowing how to garden (despite my Iowa roots.)  I haven’t always had a big yard.  I do not have a natural affinity for green things.  But I’ve slowly managed to become a gardener.

Over that past couple of years I have made tremendous mistakes.  I lost an entire crop of zucchini to some sort of triangular bug.  I grew Roma tomato plants that never produced a single fruit.  Once my entire cucumber crop died spectacularly while everyone around me had their best cucumber season ever.  And this year I have managed to kill several tomatillo seedlings for no reason I can fathom, all in my pursuit of delicious Mexican food.

I thought about giving up gardening a thousand times.

But I didn’t.  And today I am a gardener.

I’ll bet my last dollar that you have some sort of a dream gentle reader.  Perhaps you want to start your own business, or write a book, or play the piano.   Maybe you just want to be the best Uno player in the land.

The size of the dream isn’t really important.

What is important is that you keep trying.  There will always be set-backs.  There will always be someone with more advantages than you.  There will always be moments when you want to throw in the towel.  Don’t do it.  Just keep trying.

I can’t say it any better than the hook handed ruffian from the Snuggly Duckling:  Go, live your dream.

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2 Responses to Tomatillo dreams.

  1. Ruffian: “Your dream stinks. I was talking to her.” (This is a classic line, one to be added to great movie quotes as I know you’re so fond of them.)

    Your dream is quite cool, Ami. When you master the world’s best enchilada sauce, we’ll have to actually meet in person and share dinner, okay?

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