Sunday, February 3, 2013

Preparing the Ground

   I remember being a little girl walking behind my grandpa as he tilled his garden. I'd step in his footprints in the soft ground. To this day I love to walk barefoot in freshly tilled ground. As I watched my husband till our garden plot this morning I breathed in the sweet smell of wet dirt and let my mind wander down memory lane. My days working with Grandpa in the garden make up some of my best childhood memories. I look over our the tilled ground with anticipation. I can't wait to get my hands in the dirt.  I can already see plants coming up out of the ground.

He who works his land will have abundant food....
                                            Proverbs 12:11


  1. Nice post! We love to hear about all your homesteading projects..keep writing.

  2. Love your blog! You've inspired me to start one for our family. There is nothing better than that freshly tilled dirt. You can always tell when I've tilled the garden...there's a trail of children and dogs behind me.

  3. I love this, Jenny. Reading this brought back so many memories of Daddy in his garden. I can see him standing out in the middle of it admiring his tomatoes and all that he had done. He loved having you help him. He would walk down the freshly tilled rows, bend over and make a hole with his finger then you would drop a seed in and cover it up. Remember when you planted his onions upside down. He just laughed and said that it was alright they would grow anyway. He would be so proud of you knowing that you are still following in his footsteps.-Mom