A Friday walk through the garden, awakened me to just what we have created over this spring season. It was too hot to work, and I wanted to cut a few peonies in the marshmallow bud stage to have more bouquets of them. With a camera in hand I struck out on this task.

It was fun to see the life of the plants we have nurtured, and set free into what seems to be our little oasis this year. It is a seriously dry season. This farmer has typically planted our outside crops, saluted them and wished them luck!

This year we could not afford to take that cavailer attitude, and so we water. Our upper well is holding for now but if this dry spell consist it will not refill with that precious H2O.

That said the shell peas are blooming, the winter squash is extending vines like a creepy monster, the newly transplanted pepper plants have baby peppers on them, lilies are budding up, and oh how I could go on, but I will not.

This is just a beautiful time in the life of a garden. Our garden is beautiful, and we are thankful for our chunk of earth that feeds you and us.

We can all thank my father (Paul M. Rand) for this, he knew that having a piece of land was important, and made sure all of my siblings had a slice of earth to get started on.

I would like to mention my father in-law (Charlie Verrill) as well, who loved visiting our garden, volunteered to work in it, and supported us many ways.

"Happy Fathers Day" in honor of my Dad, and Paul's Dad.