There’s nothing that makes a gardening mother happier than to see her offspring sport their own green thumbs. In addition to Talitha’s big vegetable garden, Cadie, Collin, Evan, Justin, and Owen all have smaller patches of ground they are tending, and Caleb (age 3) has a container garden. My 21 year old son Rundy has several agricultural projects going. He tends to like to grow practical things, like grapes and apple trees. He also plants some vegetables, the ones he can’t live without, I suppose. But (and here’s where the bragging comes in) he not only grows these things, but he writes about them in a way I think you’ll find enjoyable. And if you do, let him know, and tell him his mother sent you. Update: I decided to make Rundy a contributor and copy his relevant blog entries to this blog. This is getting to be quite the family affair.
In the end, this may be the most important thing about frost: Frost slows us down. In spring, it tempers our eagerness. In fall, it brings closure and rest. In our gotta-go world–where every nanosecond seems to count–slowness can be a great gift. So rather than see Jack Frost as an adversary, you could choose to greet him as a friend.
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