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Toni Lovingood's avatar

I have such great memories of our family getting in the garden to harvest potatoes. As the tractor gently went down the rows, the potatoes rolled out on the ground like hidden treasure. I knew how the Israelites felt when manna just appeared daily. One supper in 1979 we were a little poor and had mashed potatoes and fried potatoes with our green beans for supper. We sure did appreciate those potatoes and the smell of the dirt from the good earth.

Tomorrow will go well and Indy will be back in the garden again soon. This time will go quickly and she will heal well. Her smile will bless everyone. Prayers from Anderson, SC.

Elizabeth A  Kurns's avatar

Beautiful potatoes! The chips sure look tasty, too! Well worth all the sweat & huffin & a puffin. Good job!

IRENE SURA's avatar

God bless you and your wonderful family. I wish I was there to enjoy that pie and chips. YUM ! ! !

DELORIS hAUSENFLUCK's avatar

Nothing any netter than grown vegetables and fruits....

Gene Ellisor's avatar

If it were you were alone... and no one else would help, you may not have done it! Because others of like mind would join in the effort and meet the challenge with you, the task can be met. That is the reason you are where you are! The world values fail us......

Gaines Post's avatar

Yummy. Now I’m hungry!

D B's avatar
2dEdited

I can't deal with heat or humidity. But it's nice seeing kids help out instead of playing video games or watching tv. Good life you have there.

Lynette Glavich's avatar

Nice crop. I can’t imagine digging with the fire ants!!!

Debbie Jackson's avatar

Beautiful crop of potatoes

Pennie Iott's avatar

I always loved helping my grampa on his farm in Lansing MI. He would use a pitch fork to uncover them and I would pull them out of the ground! It was a great adventure to me as a child. Thanks for bringing back a happy memory!

Betsy B. Smith's avatar

it is in living, we make decisions that cause us to ask “why”?

For instance Heidi,

once she held the hand of Joey, who welcomed her and Dillon, (if I’m not mistaken), into your alls’ music, and what a wonderful journey that must have been for her.

Now, she is refusing to hold that same hand, and join this community and participate in their “purest of joy”, sharing her talent, once again, growing beautiful flowers all around that community, you all are living in.

But must important, Joey would not want these sisters to be separated.

It is in dying-we continue the “circle of life”.

There are, I’m sure multiple steps in a journey, and once that fork in the road appears,

whichever road one decides to take, at least you are moving forward, with the most precious part of this story, Indiana, and we all acknowledge this, that have followed you from the beginning when I first saw you and Joey,

being interviewed by Bill Gaither on a “lone” Saturday evening right after my husband of almost 50) yrs. had just passed.

Tonya Grimes's avatar

I hate to tell you this, but you still caught the early part of summer in Texas. Just wait until you wake up in the morning and hear that the temperature is already 85*. We've already been in the low 90's here in Tyler. Just think we don't start summer until the 21st. Welcome to Texas.

Y'all's supper looks like my kind of meal. I wouldn't even have had to have meat with it. Keep up the good work and don't forget to hydrate.

Tonya Grimes

David Allen Barnett's avatar

I love your families lifestyle, quality God watching over you all 🙏

Edna Williams's avatar

God bless you all.

kenmack's avatar

Squatting in the dirt digging potatoes, I remember it well. Fill a bushel with spuds, and then groan yourself to standing to then lift the heavy basket. Potato digging was when my back issues began.