I deliberately put Blue's ears in pictures taken on my rides. He shares all this with me, and I want people to realize he's there. I noticed today that he can identify the shape of another horse at a far distance. Sometimes he'll catch the scent of a horse before he sees it, and whinnie excitedly. Today, though, it was too windy for him to catch any scents. I noticed some wind damage to farmers' sheds caused by our recent storm. One metal barn had been completely torn off its foundation and left in a heap.
If you could have seen the gardens I raised for the first twenty-five years of my marriage, you'd be amazed at the size of the one I have this year. I used to can green beans and beets, and freeze quarts of sweet corn and pints of peas. I made lucious watermelon pickles. It saved us money on the food bill, and I enjoyed doing it.
Once the kids left home, though, I'd can things and they'd sit there for years. Cliff and I found it made more sense to buy our canned goods at the store, rather than produce them ourselves. I planted small crops: a row or two of green beans to eat fresh-picked, a few radishes for early spring enjoyment. I always continued to set out lots of tomato plants. I "put up" tomatoes even when I'd stopped all other canning. After I got my present job, five years ago, I stopped all canning. Still, I planted far too many tomatoes, just so I could share them with co-workers. And share I did.
Well, this year, I planted only enough tomatoes for us, and perhaps our daughter. Here's my garden for 2005:
There are five tomato plants and four pepper plants. We've already caged everything because of my "wonder dog" Mandy, and her friend Buddy. They'd undoubtedly have it all destroyed, otherwise.
That vast, plowed area behind my garden is my mushroom neighbor, Marvin's, sweet corn plot. He's on disability now, and hopes to make some extra money with a truck garden.