My Veggie Garden

        It is that time of year where everything is being harvested or about ready to be harvested. I have been thinking a lot about gardens lately. I am taking care of a family garden while they are gone on vacation. A friend of mine just put up a video with family sorting veggies from the garden.
         I did not think about it a lot til today but gardens mean a lot to me and had a spiecal roll in my life. Not only did I grow up with a garden every spring and summer with a sunflower house in it. Everyone I knew had a garden. My grandparents and friends. It was so funny too because it would be the main thing my grandpas did. It was mostly up to them. Now I grew up with my mom tending the garden. That is where she spends her time outside at.
            I was picking tomatoes today and I remembered something about my grandad. Tomatoes were his thing to grow. He would always want to find a way to make them better. He would always pass them out to us family members. He would always have more then he could handle. I remember too that that use to be a thing he talked about a lot because he was proud of them along with his war stories.
         I remember having a garden on my farm right by the gravel road. It had everything in it too. Corn, watermelons and some other melons, and green beans. It was also right in front of his workshop.
          I also remembered my FFA saying the first year I was in it. LIFE IS A GARDEN, DIG IT! Meaning make the most out of your life. Do not let it slip by without making a difference.
         Again, for me, it is the simple things in life that I remember the most.