Boy, has it been hot! and Dry. We’ve had to do the necessary watering to keep things alive. Containers have a particulary tough time, but we manage to get them some sustaining water every day.
Recently, our daughter and grandson spent several days with us. We knew when they were coming that we wanted to have the 5 yr old experience some gardening. He sort of filled containers when we had to pack water to the tomatoes. He opined over the ripeness of certain tomatoes and if we should pick them now or later. He helped lay out the fall garden and scatter papers on the rows for pre-mulch. Drug the old coaster wagon to the garden to load it with some dirt and rocks.
By far his favorite day was when Grandma forgot that she turned the sprinkler on to the small fall garden and created a great deal of mud. There are still ‘dinosaur’ tracks along the edge of the garden. There is nothing quite as fun as having to take the hose and wash off your feet after wallering along in the “quick-mud” that threathened to just drag you down.
My favorite time, I guess, was when his mom took up a shovel and turned some of a specific row. His excited exclamation was “Hey, Mom, You struck potatoes!.” For sure, she did. We gathered them up and took them right to the house to cook for supper.
