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( Mar. 21st, 2009 04:04 pm)
I started to write a post earlier about a particular pet peeve in fanfic (ficcers giving the characters the ficcers' personal likes and dislikes, such as tv shows and bands, particularly when such are obscure and unlikely to actually be known of, much less liked by, the characters, much less both of the two main characters of the show being written about, and I'm just going to stop right now before I end up with the rant I had decided not to write).

Instead, I have decided to briefly post about a couple of things that made me happy today.

My dad called me earlier today to ask me to come out to a field where he was planting potatoes. He needed me to go to town to pick up another bag of seed potatoes and wanted me to help with the planting.

I was more than happy to go and pick up the potatoes. That was simply a matter of driving to a store and telling them what I wanted. They even put the 50 lb. bag on the back of my pick-up (and can I just say how happy I am to have a pick-up now that I'm living in the country again!). So I went and picked up the potatoes and drove back to the field. When I got there, I saw that my father had wandered off, and my brother was hard at work popping onion bulbs into the ground. Since I didn't want to bother him, I decided to take the potatoes up myself. Now, I used to have no problem doing things like lugging 50 lb. bags around. But I've felt a lot weaker in the upper body for a little while now, and I wasn't entirely sure I could get the bag up on my shoulder. I am very happy and proud to say that I had no problem pulling this bag up over the side of my truck and onto my shoulder. It was even easier from that point to lug it up the side of the hill to the top of the field.

I have to admit that I actually had no intention of doing anything further in the garden. I have never liked gardening and have a long and valued history of doing anything I could to get out of having to work in the garden. But when I got to the top of the hill, I realized that it was only fair that I get out there and do some of the work--I eat a lot of those potatoes, especially among the first dug baby new potatoes. Also, well, the field was freshly plowed, which meant really soft dirt in which my feet would sink if I were to walk in it. I am a sucker for fresh, soft, slightly damp dirt between my toes. So I opened the bag and kicked off my shoes and set to planting seed potatoes for the fall. And I thoroughly enjoyed it. (For the record, today was fairly easy. The weather was very mild, and I only had to plant a little over a row of the things. If the weather had been warmer and/or I had spent the whole day planting several rows of potatoes, I would probably not be so happy about today's reminder that I'm a country girl.)

Now I just have to wait a few months for some nice, tiny new potatoes, which I love to eat raw. Of course, before that, there will be hoeing and digging them up and other fun.


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