I was back in Kentucky this weekend and though it was a quick trip, Papa, Eugene and I made it around to the garden for a progress check. There had been some rain, but, as usual, we could always use … Continue reading
This past weekend, I went back to Kentucky to see my extended family. And, of course, I had to check on the garden to see how it was coming along. It’s not drastically different from the last report. The garden … Continue reading
For years and years, probably his whole life, my papa has had a big vegetable garden. As he has gotten older and less able to do all of the physical work required to have a successful garden, he has reduced the number of things that he grows down to the bare essentials. This year, he mentioned that he “might not fool with a garden” at all. I protested heavily.
Being the good papa that he is, and after some negotiating on my part, he agreed to go ahead and put out a garden this year since I will be driving up every few weeks to help him now that I live relatively close by.
I’m not really sure how much help I will be given that I am looking forward to this as a learning opportunity, but I suppose at the very least I can contribute manual labor. I can’t wait to get my hands on the tiller. Watch out.
Last weekend, I went up to Burkesville to visit and Papa, Lauren and I checked out the early stages of the garden. Papa had already put out a few hardy things and he gave us a little tour.
This is the garden plot.
These are Texas super onions.
These are sweet candy onions.
And these are multipl-I-yan un-yuns. My papa calls these “old-timey” onions because the original onions that these started from are very old. If you save one of these onions (or several), let it dry and store it in a cold, dry place for the winter, the next year, you can plant it again and it literally multiplies into several onions. You can do this again and again every year. Thus, you never have to buy new seed. It’s pretty amazing. Or, at least, I think it is.
There’s currently a shortage of rain in southern Kentucky (some might call it a drought) so the ground is harder than normal. Hence, my papa had to use a pick to harvest some onions for supper. It was pretty intense.
My family really likes onions.
We do, however, grow other vegetables as well.
This is lettuce, looking a little thirsty.
And these are brussel sprouts, which my papa planted upon my request. My granny was displeased about these being added to the garden because apparently they get worms in them. I’m not really sure what to do about that but I’m sure my papa will have a solution. Did I mention my papa was an Ag teacher?
Also, that blue Croc is my cousin Lauren’s shoe. I had a full picture of her standing in the garden but she threatened my life if I included it in this post because she did not feel that she had on her best look.
These little boogers are beets. I will not be eating these.
This is the barn next to the garden. I like barns. I can’t wait to have my own one day. I am pretty sure it will be black like this one.
On a side note, I would like to confess at this time that I have eaten Chik-fil-A three times in the past week because they are everywhere in Nashville and they were nowhere in Boston. I’m just making up for lost time.
Hopefully once my papa’s garden is producing food, there will be less Chik-fil-A and more butter beans and hot peppers in my life. But I do love me some Chik-fil-A.
More to come as we plant beans and peppers and tomatoes and other stuff after the threat of frost has passed.
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