First of all - My toad friend is back on the porch this evening. I didn't step on him today...yet. But the Jack Russell is giving him a hard time. Resilient little thing.
As I was leaving to attend a Thirty-One meeting this evening, I noticed a car on the pull-off in front of the egg shed. The car was facing the wrong way (against traffic) & there was no one in the car. Hmph. I had to investigate & found a lovely woman among the sunflowers.
Like many of the people who we find wandering the property, she fondly recounted my Grandmom. But still - some people have the decency to knock on the door & let us know what they're up to. It can be a slight inconvenience, but it seems like the right thing to do. I can't imagine walking around someone's yard without checking in. And the excuse of "I didn't think anyone was living here" doesn't really cut it considering the toys strewn about & car in the drive. Silly.
She was taking photos of the sunflowers & promised to give me some of the photos. I won't hold my breath, but I was able to let her know the story of our sunflowers. So, maybe she will drop off some prints. It sounds like I modeled my Grandmother's behavior well. This photographer let me know that Grandmom would walk with her as she took photos & tell her about all of us grandkids. Oh Grandmom. Our visitor also fondly recounted the days of the roadstand that my Uncle Will had here at the house.
I miss those days too. My first taste for sales & how interesting people could be. A way to begin getting over my tendency to be shy & the ability to do quick math & make change. I ate peaches right from the tree, tomatoes like apples, all varieties of watermelon & just this night - some late, fresh asparagus. We have a whole row ready to pick.
Strange that one could have so much in common with a complete stranger. Fond memories, connection to the same sunflower field for different reasons, common memories. Makes you wonder why it is so difficult for people to get along.
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