Sunday, June 19, 2011

For My Dad...

who patiently taught me how to garden...

Outdoor Gardens

Round red radishes pulled from the soil, 
always the first harvest of the season,
but they don't taste very sweet.

Zucchini Squash, large yellow blooms, within days set long and green,
if I sit still long enough can I SEE them grow?

Delicate wispy green foliage 
with the promise of yummy carrots under the soil 
(I can see orange!)... 
how long do we have to wait?

Carefully hoed rows of furrows,
deliver life from living water.
  Can I help make those little rivers?

Picking horn-worms from the tomato plants
  before they can do damage, 
why do they have a horn, anyway?

Warm Summer nights sitting on the front porch,  
marveling how your big thumb on the end of that hose 
makes a perfect spray of water... 
can I try?

♥  ♥  ♥

Memories of Dad (and me) in the garden...  forever priceless!

Thanks Dad, for sharing your love of gardening 
and harvesting 
and life.  

And thank you for answering all of this little girl's questions!

I can feel you watching from Heaven as I garden. 
Did you KNOW you were growing more than just vegetables?


  1. Oh I love that Carolyn,
    It is so true - when I really feel my Dad watching over my shoulder from heaven is when I am pruning. I can distinctly hear him say - don't be shy - cut it right back, and it will grow stronger and better. How right he was!

  2. Dear Carolyn, This is a lovely tribute to your father! You said all I would have liked to say about my dad. P. x

  3. dear Carolyn, what a moving post, your dad has become part of you and part of the garden in a way ... and I love the flowers you featured in the post below this one. cheers, catmint

  4. Oh, what a sweet Father's Day remembrance! Your father must have been a wonderful man. Loved this post.

  5. Very moving! I loved the last line - Did you know you were growing more than vegetables? I'm sure he did!

  6. Thank you for all your sweet comments! Your sweet words touched my heart.


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