He spent most of the day in the yard, tilling the ground so I could plant our 2nd annual summer garden. And the first of our vegetables — a row of bright green lettuce — is just now ready to eat.
Vegetables taste so much better when they’re grown in your yard. To be able to pluck off a lettuce leaf and pop it into my mouth, right in the garden, is so amazing to me.
Sometimes, I stare in wonder at the plants: Their little rows, their unique colors of green, the tiny yellow flowers starting to appear on the tomatoes. All of these grew out of tiny seeds?!
I say this to Miss Babycakes, our 5-year-old daughter, and she nods her head in agreement. I want her to see the miracle of this process … but so far, she seems lukewarm in her amazement. She’s patient with me, but isn’t quite as excited as I am.
“What kind of country girl are you?” I asked her jokingly the other morning, as we drove to preschool. “How can you not be excited about gardens?”
I reminded her of how much she likes to dig in dirt, rescue worms and hold friendly spiders and butterflies on her fingers.
“That’s true, I do like nature,” she said with a faraway look. “So, why do we put shiny things around the garden to keep away the birds? Why don’t they like shiny things?”
“I don’t know,” I answered. “They’re scared of them, but I don’t know why.”
“Well,” she answered triumphantly, “what kind of country girl are you?”
But I won’t give up on encouraging her to embrace her rural roots, and to find wonder in every day life.
Case in point: I’m teaching Miss Babycakes to quilt, using my sewing machine. I started this process when she was 4, letting her help me with my projects, but now she has progressed to pursuing some projects of her own.
Another interest for Babycakes is supporting the Ronald McDonald House Charities, because she has heard stories about how they help sick children and their families. We’re saving pop tabs for that charity, upon her request.
Now, we’re working together on a baby quilt that includes patches from old McDonald’s shirts. Babycakes is doing all the sewing, but I’m doing the cutting and ironing (too dangerous for a 5-year-old to do on her own). We hope to get it finished in time for Babycakes to put it in the fair and maybe the local quilt show. She wants to donate it to Ronald McDonald House later this year.
This project will be done entirely with scraps from my stash.
My grandma would have been so very proud.
What are you up to?