League of Junior Gardeners

Yesterday morning, I went out to the garden to see what was new. My daughter and younger son followed me. What followed was a perfect little tableau of delight and wonder and parental impartment of knowledge.

“Oh! Look at the sunflower!”

“Yes, those will be flowers soon.”


“Look at your baby squashes, Mommy!”


“What are those things on the corn?”

“Well, ah, I don’t know what they’re called, but they mean that the corn, the part that we eat, is coming soon.”



“OMIGOSH look we have a real pumpkin!!!” (that might have been me)


And we wrapped up by harvesting a carrot. They enjoyed cutting the stringy end part off, as well as the green top, with scissors. But they wouldn’t go so far as to eat it.


Good times. Soon after that, we headed to Wegmans. The kids really are becoming pros at finding things in the aisles, and our trips are relatively short as a result. (But costly, because they love to grab two of everything, and I don’t have the heart to tell them to put it back — if it’s something we will eventually use anyway.)

In the afternoon we rode the train again, for fun — we didn’t even go into the city, just got off the westbound train and got back on an eastbound one. I don’t know if I have talked about this much on here, but my oldest is obsessed with this train line and this is seriously his idea of a great time. I had similar fascinations as a child, so I get it. He paid for our tickets, though.

And then it was time for the first of ten swim lessons, for both boys, at the pool. They both did great and really enjoyed them. I’d like to see my oldest pass the swimming test and be able to use the diving pool, sometime this summer.

Today I have to catch up on housework — in addition to yesterday being busy, I was away all weekend in Binghamton, New York, for my cousin’s bridal shower. It was a lovely shower, and kudos to my aunt and other cousins — it was at their house and they did nearly all the cooking and decorating. Talk about looking like something right out of Pinterest. Whimisical, elegant, fun, and delicious.

There was a signature drink, named after the spot where the happy couple got engaged:


A too-pretty-to-eat (almost) cake, with roasted strawberry frosting:


I could go on, but I have so much to do today. Here are a few more pictures. Naturally I was very interested to see what my aunt was growing, too. She has a peach tree, an apple tree, various vegetables in containers, and a plot on the side of the house that I didn’t get a good look at, but which I think has garlic.


Pictures of the couple, in sepia, hanging from clothespins




Tomatoes and basil?

Tomatoes and basil?

One more thing: Sunday night, back at home, we all went for a walk around the neighborhood, and I trash-picked some large plastic planters (Sunday is our trash night). They are perfect for tomatoes and perhaps other things. My husband even helped me carry them home — sometimes he is weird about trash-picking 🙂

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