(My pitiful attempt at carrots this year)
Mom always liked to garden and to this day still has prettier flowers than I do.
In 1998 our children were getting older and we had no place to grow a garden. I wanted them to have the experience of planting something and harvesting the goodness of the earth. We had a very small yard with a tree right in the middle. We planted some border flowers, but I really wanted to grow vegetables...and a lot of them.
They knew what they were doing and if willing to do it ,could teach us everything we needed to know. I asked them early in the spring if they would let us help them garden so we could learn how to do it.
They said "Sure."
We didn't really think about it again until one Sunday after church, Dorothy said, "The potato patch is getting pretty weedy if you still want to help."
(It would be better to have a picture of the potato patch, but I can't find one and will have to keep searching.
This is a grape vine that I was getting ready to cut early this summer when I saw this!)
"YES!" We were on it. I think John was away at drill that day. Dorothy had a great time entertaining the children and somehow I ended up all by myself in the potato field. It didn't take me long to figure out that it was more than "a little weedy"! That day I learned what a potato plant looked like and what a weed that looked almost exactly like it was.
Some potato plants didn't make it.
(Don't you love the ear muffs? Ben never liked loud noises when he was small. This was an experiment to see if we could plant the sweet potato field using the corn planter. It didn't really work very well, but it sure made a cute picture!)