It was a typical 1960’s vegetable garden plotted out between the slough and our red brick house. Symmetrically framed by asparagus on the North side and Raspberries bushes on the South side.
In between all of this is where the soil was plowed over in early Spring and the garden was planted.
My Mother and Father were natural Farmers and ran a lucrative farming operation.
Summers were spent working side by side digging ditches and hauling in hay.
They were at their best when they were working in the endless Summer Sun in the soil that they loved. It seems as though they never sat still and their Winter weight of 10 pounds melted off as soon as the signs of early Spring set in, where they grew pencil thin and were at their very happiest.
Time…where did they find the time to run 150 acres?
Mom and Dad, a tumultuous team at times, that managed the books and plowed the fields while tending to me and my sister.
Dad always repairing farm equipment and Mom handing him the tools.
“Marge hand me that wrench, no that’s the wrong one.”
Mom rolling her eyes and searching for the right one, and muttering under breath.
My Parents, fragmented beautiful souls who left me with a small farm, but more than that they left me with a clear vision of who they were.
I love knowing this so much and even more so than ever before, they framed their dreams and were never afraid to go after them.
In one word they were AUTHENTIC-always authentic.
You may not have liked what they said or how they said it but they were who they were right up until their final breath.
In my youth there were times this frustrated me. Now, it seems to me to be the only way to live one’s life and I wish I’d have figured this out sooner.
They say they you are always learning in this life and I guess this is another lesson for me to learn.
I suppose I got to thinking about all of this as I have been in the garden planting and thinking.
I do some of my best thinking in my garden and I can talk to myself without anyone giving me suspicious looks!
There are no distractions, no noise, no talking.
It is just me and nature and this is where I find such joy.
I suppose one could say, I solve alot of my own worries and problems as well as the entire worlds.
I’ve rambled and reminisced enough for today so now it’s time to get baking.
This is a tender cake with a nice sugary crunch. I used Raspberries but you could use any sweet juicy berry and it would do just right.
Fun Fact about buttermilk it is sort of the unsung hero of cakes and cupcakes.It’s like the secret ingredient to a wonderful moist and tender cake.
Sharing this fabulous recipe found at Epicurious.
I was just thinking how great of dessert this would be for any Spring or Summer gathering and just maybe for one of your Easter desserts too.
Thanks for joining me today!
Hope to see you back on Friday for a bunny rabbit print giveaway!
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