Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Field Boss

My mother is the queen of lists. The Things I Get To Do Today when I'm visiting her frequently gets longer by the hour. The reasons for that are perfectly okay. She's nearly ninety two. The fact that she is not physically able to do all the work but can make a list for me to do what she wishes she could is okay, too. I'm grateful to be of assistance to her.

Today we planted potatoes and carrots. Her instructions were: use the post hole digger to make the hole for the seed potato, put in the sprouted potato being careful to protect the tender sprouts, add a tablespoon of potash, cover with soil making a little mound so she could see where each hill of potatoes would spring forth in a couple of weeks.

She apologized for being bossy. I knew she was just talking out loud as she "saw" herself doing the planting as she had done for the last eighty five years. "Naw," I said, "you're just being a good field boss."





6 comments:

  1. I believe she looks exactly like the grandmama in Heidi. Thanks for planting the potatos.

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    1. We had a grand time. She was floating with pleasure over our accomplishment.

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  2. You are a good daughter. I wish my mom was close enough so she could boss me around.

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    1. I am so fortunate that the six-hour drive each way is fairly easy. The distance is also why I stay awhile.

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  3. Your mom looks perfectly happy as she sits with the sun rays shining around her.
    And perfectly happy knowing- that you are there- sharing the moment with her.
    love
    tweedles

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    1. You read that right, dear Tweedles!

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