The garden calls to me in the morning. I hurry to finish the necessary tasks, the must be dones, so I can head outside. Some of the special beauties growing there, they wait for no one. If you don't get up early enough you don't get to see them raising their petals to the sky.
squash flowers at sunrise
the chicken coop peeking through the morning glories
Hen in the early morning sunshine.
The best thing about the garden? Even better than all the delicious things it gives us, is how it brings my boys together. When I am weeding or watering a boy is certain to be nearby asking questions, looking for bugs and telling me the things on his heart. They are becoming quite knowledgeable about growing things, but more importantly they are learning patience and trust and how to tell me their little hopes and worries.
Today we picked cucumber beetles off the squash vines. Sounds like a "not so fun" job, but it was actually a good time! A boy would spy one and I would come and scoop it up and drop it into a jar of soapy water. It became a game of hunting and we soon had a jar full of them. The boys were especially interested in why the cucumber beetles float and other beetles do not. I think I sense a bug anatomy lesson in our very near future. (isn't homeschooling great?)
Cricket with the jar of bugs.
We harvested more than bugs today. :) Lettuce and green beans and cucumbers. Basil and tomatoes. Eggplants. The peppers are almost ready and the new potatoes too.