Well, now I'm back baby! I decided to write for my blog once again. Writing is just a part of me...I love to do it and it just comes to me like breathing. I love to write and would probably do it even if the only ones reading this were my dogs. So, since I'm writing this....I guess that I should post it on my blog. I'm also going to be submiting this to The Truth which is the online newspaper which evolved out of The Kentucky Mountain News. I'll also post it to The Breathitt Advocate...a locally owned paper.
So where to start? I thought that I would start again with green beans....yes, I said green beans. Yesterday, I decided to help my mom and dad pick some green beans. I'm not a farmer. But my mom and dad are...and they love to grow everything from potatoes, cabbage, okra, and green beans. They were getting ready to can some beans...so I decided to get in touch with Mother Earth and pick some beans.
I slowly and methodically made my way through the bean patch. While I was doing this, my parents were obviously running a race through the garden because they picked a whole bucket of beans...while I picked these:
At first, I was quite proud of myself...and then I saw how many beans my parents had picked....and then my little handful just looked pitiful.
But, like I said, I'm not a farmer...and don't pretend to be. I'll just be happy with my few beans...and just let it go from there. At least I'm writing again....
Until next time....class dismissed.
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