|Broccoli and Mari-mums (there's cauliflower hiding between them)|
My grandmother would cook whatever we needed for the day and blanch and freeze the remainder. They had a large deep-freeze that she filled up each season for future consumption. Several years after her death the freezer was still running and still full of the last vegetables she had harvested; no one had thought about it until the house was being emptied!
|Jaydon's plot is in the middle - his mom is at the end cutting Mari-mums|
The only thing I did not like about the garden was having to eat the vegetables. I loved the little cherry tomatoes and would eat them right off the vine when I could get away with it; there is nothing like a warm, just picked cherry tomato! I also liked the banana peppers, but everything else was just unbearable to me. What I would give now for some of those vegetables that I scorned!
The garden was a part of my life; I really didn't think it was anything exceptional. It was just the way it was. But that garden created memories for me and it gave me basic gardening skills. I learned to identify the different plants and a little about good practices in the garden. I learned to love the smell of the dirt (that beautiful red dirt!) and the smell of tomato plants when I touched them. I learned to love the earth and all living, growing things. A garden grows not only food or flowers, it gives lessons in loving life.