|Dad with his faithful companion, Ben|
and the wonderfully sweet citrus he could grow.
|My garden in Oregon. I plant flowers in and around my veggies. |
|"Knee high by 4th of July"|
Actually, our corn will surpass that this year!
|One of my 7 cherry trees. We just pitted and froze 6 quarts |
of pie cherries. These are left on the tree; not sure if I'll
have time to use them, so the birds will have a feast!
|I picked an armload of lavender for mom to take home. |
She tried to grow lavender but it wouldn't bloom.
|Lavender hanging in my sun room.|
Nobody else in my family gardens. Mom moved to a smaller home in that same town after dad died and promptly hired a gardener. The latest news was that even the geraniums on the hot deck couldn't survive due to a weird wasp that burrowed in them. It amazes me that dad was able to grow such beautiful flowers and fruit. He truely loved tending to his orchard and gardens.
My other sisters enjoy visiting gardens, but admit they like living in the city and are not interested in gardening themselves.
|My dad showing me how he stakes his tomatoes.|
|12 heirloom tomato plants, 2 cherry tomato plants and |
10 sauce tomato plants in my garden. That's a lot of
tomatoes for just 2 people! Dad would understand.
I've been told my eyes look like dad's. I like that, since that is the window to the soul.