Gardening...
I think gardening is in all our blood, starting back with the
big garden that Mom & Dad had on the farm. We talked about the strawberry
bed, always a large strawberry bed. There was asparagus, later on. There were
also the wild blueberry plants, not called blueberries, tho.
What? And also ground cherries, that grew in the little
husks. Both of these fruits need sugar. These both just came up, we
did not plant them. A huge sweet potato plant one year, long rows of
green beans, peas, carrots, potatoes, the list goes on. Oh, and don't forget the mulberry trees in the shelterbelt. Canned for winter, rhubarb and mulberry sauce, what a treat!
So the five of us, Mom and Dad's children, had gardens or trees or plants in
our homes and yards, always. Now our children are growing gardens the
same way, even as they live in the cities....maybe a small garden, flowers
or trees or houseplants. And if we are one of the ones who do not have
anything growing this year, we still dream and remember the big garden on the
farm, and the satisfaction and pleasure that comes from the soil through the
work of one's hands.