Through the eyes of a child you will see the world just as it ought to be.
- author unknown
Our cousins came to visit on Saturday. Nathan and Julia, ages 7 and 3 (soon to be 8 and 4), were visiting their grandparents for the week. Their grandmother, a teacher by trade and passion, organized their week's activities by the letters of the alphabet. Their visit to Farm Dover was brought to them by the letter B, as in Birds, Bees and Blackberries.
Before we sat down to a lunch of BLTs, we headed out to the garden to gather the makings for our lunch and baskets full of vegetables to take back to their grandfather.
My whole day was made when they pulled up a dried potato vine and discovered a handful of new potatoes just below the soil's surface. You would have thought they had found pink Easter eggs by their cries of delight.
As we made our way through the garden they were totally up for tasting what they picked. They unwrapped the ground cherries and willingly popped them into their mouths; they found a few lone strawberries hiding beneath the patch's green leaves and gobbled them up. Okra, straight off the plant, and raw green beans were each cheerfully sampled; and cherry tomatoes were snatched up for snacking. Nothing could have pleased me more than to see these kids being excited by the garden goodies and willing to try new tastes.
Before the afternoon was over, we had played ping-pong, hiked to the blackberry patch, picked wildflowers, watched for birds, danced in the drizzling rain, and toured around the trails on our Polaris, with little Julia begging Mary to "go faster and faster."
We loved their visit and hope they will come back anytime they find themselves in Kentucky.
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