It is that time of year when I rejoice in fresh vegetables and fresh tastes and new recipes! I can honestly say that this time of year excites me
I look forward to seeing my "friends", some of whom I have not seen since last fall. At the farm stands I get to speak the dialect and look through all the offerings---many of which were picked the same morning.
Then I take them home and look for new recipes not yet tried---some are keepers, some are not---but all is good.
I compare that to my feelings in the same season of the year when I was young---and they are not the same! The garden, and all it entailed, was not fun for me because I was the one most charged with the maintenance of it---from weeding to picking and in some cases shucking. It was an additional chore added to my list of things that I was responsible for. I was in the garden while my big brother was out on a tractor.
It was also one of the few things that ran past evening milking time. I was the "keeper of the calves" and they needed to be fed on a schedule---and that schedule took precedence over garden chores. My caring for the calves was folded into milking time and when the calves were done I helped with the milking. We would finish milking and wash up at 7PM and then go in for dinner. That should have been it for the day---but no--if there were things not finished in the garden I got to have another go at it. I really didn't like the garden at that point
The years have mellowed my thinking