Although time does heal, it never completely leaves one - I know, for my mother passed away when I was 16, and the ache remains. There is so much I have never shared with her, and never can.
But next weekend (16 - 17th April) we will definitely be travelling up to the farm - come hell or high water. It's been too long since we were last there and we're experiencing withdrawal syptoms.
So sad to say goodbye to MKid again - it will probably (and again hopefully) only be in December that we see him again. Yes, we can, and do, Skype with him, but it's not quite the same - one can't Skype a hug... yet. It always tears us apart to say goodbye, but at least this time he will not be crying at the airport, as he is led off by the designated air hostess. This time he will be travelling with his grandad :-) I reckon MKid is an amazingly brave little guy - here he is, only 7 years old, and he has no problem hopping onto a plane, on his own, so that he might visit with his Nana and Granda. Bless him.
|Red, yellow and green peppers|
waiting to be harvested
|We'll use this for Eggplant Parmigiana I think|
He has been a brilliant help this past week - helping me to plant the last of my garlic (hope I'm not too late), onions, and peas. Such little fingers putting holes into the soil and carefully covering up the bulbs / seeds. He calls them "his vegetables". And I have to send him progress photo's LOL
We had a friendly robin hop right next to us when we were busy preparing the soil and planting the bulbs - I told him that Roger Robin was looking for any worms which we had unearthed - that tickled his fancy! He has been feeding the pigeons for me every morning, so now of course, he wants to find worms for the robin too...
|Roger Robin certainly has a beady eye :-)|
I just love passing suchy earthy knowledge on, especially to such a willing and eager recipient :-)