Gardening is a lot of work and teaches you many things. And as much as I love plants,
THIS is what I really love about gardening. It's not only about growing plants, but about growing yourself. Here are a couple of pictures from last week that captured that perfectly for me. Sorry they are a touch blurry. I had to take them myself because my favorite photographer was busy irrigating his corn field.

When we were first married, he and I used to joke that it was a good thing that Jake wasn't planning to be a farmer. That he wasn't patient enough - that he'd finish planting the field, unhook the drill, and connect the plow to turn it under because the corn wasn't up yet. Here's proof that I was ever so wrong. He's much more patient than he was eight years ago - time, a wife, four and half kids, and such will do that to a guy. And our beautiful corn and potato patch, not to mention the rest of our fantastic yard, are largely due to his care. Jake's actually become a really good small scale farmer. He does a lot of yard work just because he loves me, and that makes me love him even more.

This one is my dad helping Cowboy and Farmer run the tiller. When I was a little girl, I used to spend a lot of time working with my Grandma in her yard. And here are a couple of our boys working with their Grandpa...Yes, I cried a little. I was really touched.
Thanks Jake. Thanks Dad. Thanks boys & Miss Wendy. I think we are all growing together in our garden.