So Long, Flowers… I’ll Miss You!
We lived in Army quarters for years. For someone who grew up in a very rural area, living in such close proximity to other people presented some problems. I finally became accustomed to the noise and lights at night, people coming and going at all hours. What I didn’t get used to was being unable to grow plants outside. Well, I could have a couple of window boxes, or a few annuals along the sidewalk. But I missed the big vegetable gardens and extensive flower beds I’d grown up with. See, my family has lived right here in this area since the late 18th century. They’ve always farmed, and I used to visit with my grandmother during summers on the farm originally settled by Laban and Jane when they came here from Maryland. As a kid, I worked the fields right alongside my parents, and learned to appreciate, even depend on, … Continue reading
