April 20, 2003
no garden this year
My mama has grown a garden for more than twenty years. Like me, she comes from a long line of farmers, and we LIKE playing in the dirt. Usually, I haul my tiller over to her house and plow the garden for her in the spring. She didn't ask me to do that this year.
She's 72 years old. She taught me how to compost and how to grow green beans. She'll probably get a lot of cherry tomatoes growing by themselves this year, but she's not putting out the squash, tomatoes, cucumbers and beans that she's always done before. She says that she's just too old for that stuff anymore.
She asked me if I was going to plant a garden this year. I told her, "no." I'm going to disappoint some neighbors, because everything I grew last year I gave away, and I'm not going to do that again this year. I'm not too old for it, but I don't have a reason to do it anymore. I don't have a family to feed from my garden and that crap is a lot of work.
Two years ago, I had a half-acre busting at the seams with corn, beans, tomatoes, squash, zuchini, potatoes and cantelopes. I took a WHEELBARROW out there when I picked things and I usually FILLED IT UP before I rolled it back to the house. I really liked doing that back then. It's just not the same anymore.
I'll miss farming. But I won't miss it a lot.
Shit. Kroger's farms for me now.
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