Friday, February 21, 2014

Dad's garden

My dad was raised on a farm.  While his family did not farm for a living, they raised chickens and my grandfather sold feed, I think I get my soil bug from my father and my grandmother.

Every year, my dad, now nearly 90, has a garden of some sort in his yard.  Every spring he waits until the garden soil is just right and rototills.  It's what knew knows.  It's what he's always done.  His garden always looks beautiful, in the spring. 

 
Then, summer comes, and the hot and humid weather, and as much as he won't admit it, his health gets in the way now and the garden usually goes to "weed", but is still very productive.

I wish I lived closer so that I could go daily to help him with keeping it nicer, but I can't. So, he does his best and I don't say anything but thank you for what ever he shares.  He always plants more than enough, too much, I think, but it's what he does to keep busy and active at 90.

Anyway, this year I am going to ask him if he will let me grow and three foot section to one side to grow storage onions, leeks, and butternut squash, and then in the fall I'd like to put garlic in.

Do you share garden space with anyone?  And how does it work out for you?

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