So my mom is a very smart lady. She has farmed for many years and knows when it is time to get everything out of the garden. She believes it is this week, there has been a touch of frost and nobody is into dragging blankets on and off those blessed tomatoes and cucumbers. We hardly want to eat the damn things anymore. Anyway the day is Wednesday, Wednesday is 'Harvest Day'. I get Kenzie off to school and proceed to get Kaida ready for the big morning of picking and playing in the dirt. Grampa calls in the middle of this|"yeah, what time you coming?" "9:30am" I say "OK, I'll be ready!!" So now there is crunch to get moving because 9:30 my mom's time and 9:30 Murray's time is very different. Kaida is trying to get ready but her bag o fun's are in the Honda that Cory took. She can't be expected to work in the Garden without her journal, special pencil, ice cream lip gloss and green cell phone. We rush to the school, get the keys from Dad, get said essentials, return keys. Shoot, it's 9:45am, how bad is the twitch going to be...
Kaida and I arrive at the garden, Murray is there and the rotortiller is poised and ready to go. "Where's Mom?" "Oh she had a massage this morning." Like I said, my mom is one smart lady. Who else can organize a work bee you won't be at.
During the morning there lots of laughs and teasing. Kaida has two good arms so was not spared from Grampas "can you give me a hand". Mom arrived half way and got busy. There was a Popsicle break and we all had lunch after. No, not cucumber sandwiches as we are quite sick of them!
Harvest 2011!
