Gardening Without a Garden

I am by no means an expert of any kind on gardening, but I do like to grow things and eat them.  
The place that I live is not conducive to gardening in the normal sense of the word.  So, we had to improvise.  Last year, my husband got crafty and made this wonderful thing:

 It is really just a raised square foot garden.  6 feet long and 2 feet wide.  This year we have planted in it mostly beans (which are still coming up, as you can see), with a little patch of Bright Lights (or Rainbow) Swiss Chard on the end.  
One of the coolest things about our planter is that it is raised high enough to get the maximum amount of light available because of the fencing around our porch/patio and the direction our home faces AND it is tall enough that our barbeque grill fits underneath.  
Have I mentioned I love it?  
Last year we loved having fresh green beans basically whenever we wanted them, and enough Swiss Chard to share.
The garden doesn't end there, either.

 In pots we have some tomatoes, cilantro, strawberries, and of course some flowers just for fun.  
Admittedly, the strawberries don't produce enough to make jam or anything, but I enjoy having something that the kids get excited about.  Just a couple of weeks ago, my 16-month-old decided he really liked strawberries and picked all of them - even the green ones - and ate them.  
I love that my kids are able to learn so young about plants and soil and water and sun and that we can get good food from all those things and some work.   
This is the view from my porch swing.  It's a nice place to be!

(Notice the pile of dirt and toys there by the grill)
(Oh, and the chair.  I have to have that to be able to see and reach the whole planter.  I should probably get a stool for that, since all of the stools in my house have been claimed as potty stools).