Taters are in the Ground.....

Around Valentines day you always plant your Taters, but first you must plow the garden:

Really you use tractor, but we had to let the kids have some fun before we put them to work dropping the tater eyes in the ground (always remember: eyes up).  With all  the rain we've had , the garden  was a perfect place to go bogg'in.

It was also a little therapeutic, for their Grandfather, my Father In Law passed away the week before.  He had fought cancer for 16 months.  We are all feeling the empty space missing him, but we all know that he feels much better now.  I think he is glad knowing that the taters are in the ground. 

There hasn't been much that we have done around the farm and house since then, that we haven't stopped to think about Papa and what his thoughts would be on the subject.

It was fifteen years ago this month that we lost my father and fourteen years ago this month we lost my granny, the kids' great granny on my mothers side. They would both be proud that the taters are in the ground for another year and fix them a second helping of "Taters and Dumplins". 

I still miss them and I still think about what they would do about different things. I think, over time, the missing part never goes away, just some of the sadness.

Comments

[kathy]

I agree with you wholeheartedly about the missing part of losing a loved one... I'm sorry for your family's loss... but how cool that you're keeping the memories alive. All my best, K.

[Liz Ness]

I'm sorry for your loss and I love your tater story -- not to mention your method of planting. Looks like the kind of think the parents/grandparents would chear! (Awesome photos/processing, too -- love them so much!)