Hanging out, down the street

[JustStunned]

Yesterday was the first evening in recent memory I did not visit my parents home, either to clean up or to keep Mom Company. She liked visits and conversation. (Quality Time).

Before she passed she wanted to watch the two children next door and GD pick out a pumpkin. We spoke about turning some ground over and planting a small garden to accomplish this. After discussing it she decided it would be too much work for me and she would feel bad not being able to help.

I’ve rototilled a patch of ground west of that house and put in a few squash, peppers and two pumpkin hills. Yesterday I watered it and checked for insects. A couple of the squash plants are setting fruit and the pumpkins are running, the peppers seem spindly and I’m a little worried about the stalks if they begin to set fruit. I might have to stake them.

DIL was all about the garden when it was a fantasy. Now she states “I don’t do dirt”. I just smile. I didn’t put it in for her. I’d like to help GD pick out a pumpkin also.

Mom was all about the visit. She’d put up with maintenance or cleaning for a while. Eventually she’d insist on the visit. Helpful in what I am doing now was the times we spent going over business aspects of the estate. We were not actively farming, but we were leasing and maintaining.

Hopefully in a few weeks I will be able to put more time into working on my life. My plan calls for completing one more item on the bucket list before the snow flies. There is no shortage of distractions and other things that need doing. It is a matter of priorities.