Cowkids in the Garden
- March 29, 2020
- Jolyn Young
My kids love to help me in the garden. Even in the off season, we like to spend time in my little fenced plot between the horse pen and the wood pile. All three kids have child-sized trowels and gloves. We added a Tonka dump truck, miniature wheelbarrow, little red wagon, assorted tin cans, and a teeter totter to make the garden more kid-friendly. They like to relocate piles of dirt with the truck and fill up empty containers that may or may not need to be filled. I added a camp chair so I can sit in the sun while the kids play and I plan this summer’s garden design in my mind.
The current economic disaster caused by the global pandemic of Covid-19 has me thinking differently about this year’s vegetable and fruit production. I’m a hobby gardener, and a rookie one at that, but panic shopping in these uncertain times has caused empty shelves and bins at the grocery store the likes of which my generation hasn’t seen before. I couldn’t find bagged carrots, fresh potatoes, or canned tomatoes at my grocery store the other day.
Now, I have faith that the supply chain will soon stabilize and we all can resume purchasing groceries in our customary manner. But this coronavirus craze showed me the importance of being self-reliant in the most extreme sense. As ranch people, you and I are better equipped than most folks to handle a national disaster. We’re not panicking about the dearth of produce currently available for purchase, because we know that the growing season will soon be here. If worse becomes worst, we can harvest our own meat and vegetables.
Here, my three kids busily work in my garden. Milo sits in a planter box and digs with a small shovel while Grace walks to the far fence to pull weeds. Toddler Levi holds a little football by the gate.
Levi tried to maneuver the garden hoe, but the challenge proved too great for his 17-month-old stature and skills.
He was much better suited to spurring the teeter totter in the mane while holding his open Gatorade container.
Here, Milo and Grace busily fill my planter box with soil. Only minutes before, Milo used his miniature shovel and pail to remove a bunch of dirt from it.
When set in black and white, these scenes eerily remind me of farm scenes from the 1920s. I pray we are not headed for another Great Depression, but I’m comforted to know I have the skills to grow things to eat if need be.
About Jolyn Young
Jolyn Young lives near Fallon, NV with her cowboy husband and 3 small kids. For more, visit www.jolynyoung.com....