When you take a historic cow paddock and churn it into a vegetable garden, 100 years of manure-rich soil is ready to grow — FAST! A super-soaked spring is also credit to our overnight gardening success. Green thumbs-up to Cathy! She’s the one braving evening clouds of wasp-sized mosquitoes to tend the garden. Because the garden is not going to weed itself, I’m making a hardware store stop on the way home to buy a claw hoe. Confession that I’m excited about acquiring a new garden tool quietly indicates my enjoyment of this new outdoor hobby. Yes, gardening is fun but I’m still preoccupied thinking about growing meat vs. veggies. It’s going to be a bumper crop for crab apples this year, and the deer love them. Venison chops are going to be tasty next to our garden fresh carrots and spuds.
A country home just isn’t complete without the classic country charms of a clothesline, a hammock, and a dinner-bell. All three of these finishing touches were fondly fastened to our home this past weekend. As Cathy put it, “it really feels like ‘home’ now that there’s a clothesline strung from the back of it.” I agree. Since the time of settlement, a clothesline has never gone out of style. The calming sight of sheets and shirts swaying in the breeze is rurally intrinsic and classically homegrown. A clothesline connects us to generations past who enjoyed the same peaceful backyard moments over the same household chore. I’ll gladly help with the laundry as Cathy makes lunch. And, if I don’t come right away at the sound of the English Setter bell, go check the hammock. I may have fallen asleep watching my tighty-whities dry.