radishes, pumpkins, green beans and dad

this farmer's daughter is getting the springtime itch.
been thinking of doing some plantin' even.
i looked at the veggie seeds.
ahh yes.... radishes, peas.... oh garden green beans!
sigh,
my mouth watering already.

then i saw the flower seeds.
sweet william, i've not had that in years.
sweet peas, bachelor buttons, and Texas bluebonnets?
yes, yes, YES! 
i want them all.
who needs veggies?
bring on the flowers.   

2 days later while dining with dad and bird
we discuss gardens, chatting about mom's,
asking if dad's mom had gardens and where.
i told them of my mouth-watering time in
the store, 
but that i bought flower seeds instead.
 
however, the reminder of the freshness and 
taste of those veggies becomes intense.
a garden....
a veggie garden....
oh...to have one again.

and wouldn't you know it
the next words out of my mouth
" we should plant a garden!"
"YES" says bird!
"dad, can we put in a garden ?"
"i don't care" replied our retired farmer.  
and we could hardly wait to finish lunch,
clear the table and go find a spot.
dad headed down the hall for a nap 
and we scampered out the back door on the hunt.
we decided where the old cherry trees were
would be a good spot. 
after all cherry trees grew here,
then tomatoes did,  
plus water is close by,
sun is plenty and 
we're only yards from the pool! 

we study the lay of the land,
how the sun pattern is happening,
then drag a garden hose to form 
the boundary.
pleased with progress and ourselves
we go on the hunt for the rakes and hoes.
sure enough, there are several well-used
ones. defined to mean-
older than me and some with cast iron handles!
woohoo! we can pump iron too.

after dads nap we drag him outside
to show him our spot.
we also wander around the farm a bit
while he tells us where his mom's gardens 
used to be and how big they were.

we end up on the front porch
listening to the meadowlarks,
and petting a gray cat we promptly named
friendly...for obvious reasons.
fyi, we thought all the farm cats
were wild so the 3 of us were quite
happy to make him purr with
the ear-and-chin-scratching we did
for him. 

we also talked gardens.
told dad what kind of veggies we 
might plant.
"dad is there anything you would like"
he's quiet.
"would you like radishes?"
"well i would eat some, but don't plant
them just for me".
okay.
"we're thinking some green beans,
bird wants pumpkins and zucchini. 
anything else pops?"

and then with a sly little grin,
and twinkle in those blue blue eyes,
he said 
"flowers".