Friday, August 8, 2014

What Happens When the Turkey Looks Back

Bounty, beauty, thanks.  The Trinity I-choose-to-believe is the foundation of scenes on vintage ironstone & china.


Now, too, I see complete college courses at the intersection of agriculture & horticulture.
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For centuries 'we' looked at the turkey, above, in Thanks.
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The turkey now asks, "What have you done?"


Fruits, vegetables, livestock, enough to feed family, barter, sell.
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Letters would arrive, early 60's, when I was a little girl from my paternal grandmother.  Mom would call sister/me and read aloud the missive.  Her letters always included vegetable seeds from her own garden or a friend's.  To conclude the reading mom tossed seeds/letter in the garbage.  Her duty done.
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I ALWAYS wanted to grow the seeds.  Mom's disdain palpable, it was safer to let those seeds go.
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Dad never knew.  A brilliant NASA engineer with lives on the line, it was more unsafe to mention wanting those seeds to him.
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A sad story, then.  But, oh my, the joy it has brought to my days since.  FREEDOM from their ways of thinking, being, doing.
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Garden & Be Well,     XO Tara
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In defense of dad, Ted Freeman, Charlie Bassett, Elliot See, Gus Grissom, Ed White, Roger Chaffee, co-workers, neighbors, friends, had all recently died.  USA remembers the successes, correctly so, many lived the losses too.
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4 comments:

La Contessa said...

WOW.........thats sad and impressive my dear!Words fail me here........BUT I will search for more TURKEY plates for you!

home before dark said...

Tara, I admire the journey you have take from dutiful to beautifully yourself. Jetting the parts of our parents that don't fit our need to be ourselves can be difficult and painful. In the end we have the gratitude to our parents for creating the people we are and we have the gratitude to ourselves for choosing to be authentic and true to what nourishes us and allows us to be freely ourselves. There is no better place to plant truth than in fertile soil.

Unknown said...

Such a great story, thanks for sharing! Love your blog Tara! xo maria

Anonymous said...

Enjoyed this in a bittersweet way, Tara. How similar part of our pasts were, but such different fathers' attitudes. I wonder how your father might have reacted to what you're into if you were a male! My parents somehow managed with all 6 of us kids, somehow, who all turned out so differently - not one accounting / finance person.