... picked a peck of pickled peppers.
We didn't grow much in the way of vegetables or flowers this time around. A couple of us were distracted by other things. However, we did manage to set a couple dozen pepper plants which are yielding their harvest. Sunday evening Grandpa and the boys went out to pick a few. Even though they aren't keen on eating them, they did enjoy the picking part.
The Thanksgiving Song Willy-Nilly take #473.
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Nice!♥️
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your day!
Gloomy and cooler here...
Gonna pick up Miss V...that will brighten things up!
Cheers!
Linda :o)
Ah, yes! Little smiles from little people always make a day brighter.
DeleteHope you got a whole bouquet!
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Grandpa's truly have a role, with the little ones, and then as they grow. We are loving our relationship with our adult grandchildren and hoping our influence will help to mold them. It's a lifelong job...Love you Martha. Hugs.
ReplyDeleteI was blessed to watch James interact with the boys on Sunday afternoon. Simon spent hours helping Grandpa load split logs into the trailer.
DeleteI love you too, Wanda. Thank you for being a friend.
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Nice memories they are building. I still remember digging for potatoes with Grandma in her backyard in East Rochester. I have only a few real personal memories with her. This is one of them.
ReplyDeleteI remember Grandma growing potatoes too. Maybe that's why I always have this unfulfilled desire to grow a potato patch of my own. She was great with vegetables and flowers. Kind of wish I'd inherited her thumb.
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