Back Where I Come From – Day 21

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Back Where I Come From – Day 21

https://mcclendonvilla.wordpress.com/2017/09/21/2017-september-challenge-back-where-i-come-from-day-21/

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Thanks for hosting the September Challenge, Suzanne! πŸ™‚

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Question # 21

21. Were there any flowers growing in your yard back home? What kind? Were you or your parents good gardeners?

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My Answer:

We always had flowers growing in the front yard and the back yard. My mom was very good at growing things (not like me), so whatever she planted did real well. I can’t remember all the kinds that were out there, but I know there were beautiful irises and chrysanthemums, and carnations. Larkspurs, morning glories, and trumpet vines were some of my favorites that grew out there, too.

Wherever she went, she’d find some seeds from some plant or other, bring them home, and plant them. This was for flowers and trees.

There was a big garden area out back, with lots of tomatoes, carrots, peas, beans, okra, and sometimes corn. My dad did some organic gardening, and sometimes grew vegetables, and also flowers in bales of hay. Looked weird, but they did good. Well, I could name off pretty much any flower and vegetable, and it would be grown out there.

They didn’t have a rototiller, so had to do it all by shovel, to get the garden ready each year. One time my mom got my boyfriend (now husband) to dig it up. πŸ™‚

One year, right before a hard freeze, I went out there and gathered up all the still green tomatoes from the vines. We wrapped them in newspapers, put them in the cellar for the winter, and they ripened a little at a time. We had fresh tomatoes all winter long.

I sure wish I had a green thumb, but guess I didn’t inherit that bit of talent.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace }i{

Β© 2017 BS

8 responses »

  1. That sounds like such a great yard! I would love to be able to grow things like your mama did. I don’t think my mama had any interest in growing plants because I never saw her planting anything or eyeballing seed catalogs or garden departments or anything like that. I don’t remember them having a garden, but I know Daddy had a tiller, so he must have had a garden at some point. I can’t imagine having to dig a garden the way your folks had to do it. It makes my hands hurt just thinking about it!

    I bet those plant-filled hay bales were really cool. I would love to have seen them. I can imagine it would be a traffic stopper having pretty flowers growing out of a hay bale. πŸ™‚

    Thanks for playing along with our challenge. Have a blessed weekend.

    • It was a nice yard, and they were always out there working in it. I don’t know how the hay bales would grow stuff, but they did. Dad would try out all kinds of suggestions from the Organic Gardening magazines he had. … I have fun answering the questions, and wish your challenge ran all year, but I’m sure it takes up a lot of your time. Have a wonderful Friday and first day of Fall! πŸ™‚

      • Thanks, Barbara. I hope it was a happy first day of Fall for you, too. πŸ™‚

        Maybe the decomposition of the hay bale’s interior someone fertilized the seeds. I know as they decompose, they create heat. Maybe that is good for germination and I’m sure humidity probably builds up in there, too. Your daddy sounds like one cool dude and not afraid to experiment. πŸ™‚ Is that magazine still in business? It sounds like it would be very interesting to read.

        Thanks. I don’t know if I could come up with a year’s worth of questions for a challenge. I’m doing good to think of 30 at this point in my life. haha

        Have a blessed weekend. πŸ™‚

      • The magazines my dad had were from the 50s and 60s, but I got to looking around and found it was still in business, but with another name. Instead of Organic Gardening it is
        Rodale’s Organic Life, I think. There are some of the old ones for sale on ebay, though. … Well, I do enjoy your challenge questions, whenever you get a chance to do them. πŸ™‚

  2. I cannot imagine tilling everything with a shovel! I am so lazy in comparison! Something’s wrong with my tiller and I need to take it in for repair. Not a single new spot was tilled this year.
    My mother had a full garden when I was wee, and I think it just stuck, even though she moved to solely flowers later. This time of year, the garden is overflowing with goodness and every day we’re eating from it πŸ™‚
    I love what you wrote about the tomatoes, and wish I had a cellar to keep mine in.

    • I’ve tried to dig with a shovel before, and it’s not easy. We have a tiller now, but haven’t has a garden in years. I like planting things, little plants and seeds, to see what happens. Homegrown veggies are the best, too! πŸ™‚ I’m glad we had a cellar, well for tornadoes, but for storage, too. Mom put a lot of her home canned foods in jars down there, too. Yesterday, we had the window open, with a little breeze and it reminded me of shelling black eyed peas. We’d do that every summer. She’d can up those, and were so good later on. πŸ™‚

      • Really nice memories to have. When people talk about shelling and snapping, I always think of my grandmother’s porch ❀ These are excellent memories to have — a breeze, even better.

      • I loved those days of shelling and snapping! We’d have newspapers spread out on our kitchen table, and the doors open letting the breeze through the screens. We’d all be chatting and drinking our sweet tea. πŸ™‚ I’m glad you have nice memories of this on your grandmother’s porch. ❀

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