I took this picture of my reblooming Iris on November 18th...yes I was very shocked to see it continuing to tough out the cold nights we had been having. God shows us little miracles if we look for them.
I spent a lot of my growing up years helping my dad on the family farm. One of the crops we started growing after my parents sold the cows, was celery. If you ask my father, he would tell you I didn't always enjoy helping with the celery. In the fall, after it started getting cold we would spend many evenings trenching celery and then when it got even colder we had to cover it with paper and corn fodder. As I have aged I appreciate homegrown celery and so when my dad asked if I wanted a few plants for my garden, I decided to give it a try. Trust me there is no celery like homegrown celery for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Well, last week while my iris was still blooming away, I decided it was time to trench my 50 or so plants of celery. Memories of my childhood came flooding back as I got to work, but this time I actually enjoyed it. So here are some pictures of the last crop in my garden and I have a new appreciation for all the hard work my father put into raising celery and providing for our family.
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