I went to the farmer's market today, first time in a long time and all the fruits and vegetables, pumpkins of many colors and gourds of many shapes....just a feast for the eyes. I thought back when I was growing up and Daddy always had a garden. I hated having to weed that garden, especially the strawberries! But as I grew up and John and I always had a garden, the weeding and gathering became almost fun, especially when you depend on eating what you grow. When I was young we had white peaches from the market and you rarely see those anymore. I saw turban shaped squash today and remembered Daddy grew those. He also dug a hole in the ground and filled it with straw and stored potatoes and sweet potatoes in there for winter keeping. When I was playing as a young child I would pick the baby corn to play with ---I guess Daddy wondered why his corn did not have many ears on it! That was really bad, but I did not think about it!
Moving here, we do not have much room for a garden, but we have a small space and John had the usual green beans and we actually have about six bags in the freezer for winter! We have had two meals so far of OUR beans.
Genesis 1:11---"Then God said, 'Let the land produce vegetation: Seed-bearing plants and trees on the land that bear fruits with seed in it according to the various kind.' And it was so.
Grandpa had the best garden, in the place where a pig pen once was. The land was so rich and he grew lots of good vegetables there.
Grandpa's sister lived in Kentucky and they had a peach orchard. They also raised stock, including pigs. The pigs got out of their pen once and into the orchard, and ate green peaches. The peaches made the pig's stomachs swell, and burst and killed all the pigs!
I cannot think of any more garden or pig stories. But we have always enjoyed gardening, vegetables and/or flowers.
Change After 30 Years
4 weeks ago
Oh Bev, you got my excitement with this post! I wonder how many people in the Nashville area have never been to our Farmers' Market? We were unable to go this past summer when it was closed after the flood, but we have taken our five children (ages 8 to 18 at the time) there a couple of times. We encouraged them to shop through the fruits and veggies, flowers and plants and to pick something to purchase. They compared the offerings for quality and price before making decisions. Then we browsed through some of the "foreign markets" and curiously wondered what might be in some of those mysterious jars! Once we visited a neighborhood grocery and bought some bologna, cheese, and crackers and made a picnic amongst the columns at Bicentennial Mall where we also took a ton of pictures. Another time we took a huge picnic and enjoyed the tables provided on the mall. Isn't Nashville a beautiful place to live! God surely must have smiled as He shaped our part of His world.
ReplyDeleteBev, it's so good to hear you are out and going. Others with less faith and courage would have slammed the door and nailed it shut, but not our Bev. You are such an inspiration to us everyday. And please keep writing those stories!
Love,
Barbara and Alan