I think this year I am going to work on winter sowing veggies.  

A vegetable garden is something I haven't done since I was 8 or 9 years old.    My father always had some kind of garden until he just couldn't find the time after working all day.    

I hope the lessons he taught me back then are still in the back of my mind somewhere.    I am sure they are there and I will remember when I need to.  

That is something that gives me comfort in raising my boys.   I find myself saying all the time,  why won't they listen to me?  But I am sure my father thought the same of me when he would tell me stories and try to teach me lessons in life.   I would roll my eyes and sigh.  But I guess I was listening because those words of wisdom he gave,  I hear when I need to.