As a father, gardener and animal enthusiast I always thought at least one of my son's would follow in their old dads footsteps, but alas early on they showed no tendency's in horticultural pursuits. Then the other day I was asked to watch the Little Terrorist #2 for the evening. The first thing three year old Brooklyn asked when we were alone was "what we goin to do Poppi"? Menagerie Manor pretty much runs on a schedule, not just because of its high maintenance gardens but because of all the creatures that gave it the name. So the two of us headed out into the garden, dogs running ahead of us chasing up imaginary unwelcome beasts. Brooklyn loves to feed the Koi so that was the first stop as it takes a bit of patience, this job.
For just three years of age he is showing a lot of promise as my future farmer, way to go Brooklyn! This weekend MeMa canned dill pickles, stewed tomato's and my favorite Brochette.
|Number one tomato picker, Brooklyn Danhart Chambers.|
|Just before she popped it into the oven, sliced cherry and Roma's, sliced onion and fresh basil from the greenhouse. salt and pepper to taste and olive oil.....yummmm!|