This could have gone in Reminiscences as well but, since it's about a garden, I suppose this is as good a place for it as any. In my thread about baked potatoes, I mentioned my mom's garden but I wanted to go into it more, and it's not really about baked potatoes. My dad farmed several 40-acre plots of land, some owned and some leased. I guess the farmers in the area got together at some point to decide what to grow because pretty much everyone grew the same cash crop every year. That was probably the only way they could sell it, rather than sending one truck out for potatoes, another for beans, and yet another for peas, and so on. There was a regular rotation of crops, and some of it had more to do with keeping the soil from being depleted than profit. I know there were years that were going to be more profitable than others. Of the crops that I can remember, he grew potatoes, cow corn, peas, beans, and cucumbers, while some of his lands were rotated into growing hay which, I think, was good for the soil, as well as for the horses that he kept. He had seventeen, at one time. But that's not what I wanted to talk about. This is about Mom's garden. Before going out to plow his fields, he would plow an acre near the house for Mom's garden. He would plow it with the tractor, but everything else was left to her, and I think she enjoyed it because she rarely asked for help. Once in a while, she would ask us to weed it but she did most everything with the garden. I don't remember once seeing Dad doing anything with her garden after the ground was plowed. I think she really enjoyed working in her garden. He probably built the trellises that she'd use for some of the crops, like tomatoes and beans, though. I know that I didn't, and I don't recall seeing her doing it. Whatever Dad was growing as a cash crop, we'd eat some of that. When he grew potatoes or cucumbers, we kept the oversized and the undersized ones, and probably some of the other crops he grew would wind up on our table, as well. But when Dad grew potatoes, I think they were always russets, so Mom would plant other varieties of potatoes in her garden. Likewise, when he planted beans, she would grow other types of beans. When Dad grew cow corn, we would eat some of that too, and I preferred it to the sweet corn, but Mom would grow sweet corn, or sometimes even multicolored varieties of corn. She grew a larger variety of vegetables than is found in most grocery stores today and canned enough to last the winter, or at least greatly reduce the number of vegetables that would have to be bought at the store. It was a neat and orderly garden too.