On Friday I got the brilliant idea to push mow our two acre front yard and let me be the first to tell you, it was no picnic.
By the time I pulled and tugged trying to get the mower started I was wore out and didn’t really want to do anything else. But I pushed on down the yard and finally got it finished and it looks great.
Timmy spent most of the afternoon picking up the back yard and the field behind our house so that we can bush hog it within the next few days.
With all the harsh winds we’ve been having lately, I think everyone’s trash ended up blowing down into our back yard. Feed sacks and trash that the neighborhood dogs have carried around and someone’s trash can. I just know our garbage man is really going to hate us on pick up day.
Saturday was a real treat as well. I entered the cook off and cake decorating contest at the Mushroom Festival and had a great time.
I came in second in the amateur cake decorating and third in the cook off with my flat iron steak smothered in a woodland mushroom sauce.
After all the winners had been announced, I got the privilege to try some of the entries. The winner of the cook off had made a Quiche and it was amazing. She deserved to win.
So after walking around and taking pictures for a little bit, Timmy and I decided to head on back home. I love going to festivals but I don’t do well in large crowds and we had to leave before I had a panic attack. Too many people in such a small space.
Sunday all the family got together and worked out in the garden. While Timmy, his dad Tim and our neighbor Gene planted corn in the upper garden, Trudy ( Timmy’s mom), Faith (his aunt) and I worked on the lower garden. We weeded out the onions and peas and set out more plants.
We ended up having to make the garden a bit bigger so we would have room to plant our tomatoes, watermelon, and cantaloup. It’s going to be one large garden.
I can’t wait for everything to start getting ripe. There is nothing better than a fresh bologna sandwich with a big garden tomato in my opinion.
After working all afternoon in the garden we wound down the night on the front porch talking and singing old country and gospel songs and listening to night sounds of spring.
Faith’s kids loved it. We taught them “You are my Sunshine” and listened as they made up songs of their own. It was so sweet. These kids didn’t need a television to keep them entertained only stories and songs.
There is no better way to spend an evening after a day of hard work. I wish more families were like ours. Who knew that a garden would make a family grow closer together!
Column was published 4-30-09 in Citizen Voice & Times
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