I like living on a farm. It's peaceful. And quiet most days. There's lots to photograph. I wouldn't mind living in the city. I have lived in town before. I'd probably even enjoy having a Walmart closer than 30-45 minutes away - for awhile.
Thursday night, Dad asked me if I wanted to help him dig up the potatoes from one of our gardens. Sure. And then I had this wild hair that I would make mashed potatoes out of them for dinner.
So for dinner we had mashed potatoes...
...and grilled chicken. But not this chicken. Gotcha! No, trust me, I refuse to eat a chicken I've named. (Above, Pistachio.)
We have lots of garden to weed. (That's my Dad, by the way.)
This is broccoli.
Not sure what this is.
This is a fence post.
More of something I'm not sure what is.
Another potato.
And some more potatoes.
I was *de-light-ed* to find these flowers. If they're weeds, don't tell me.
But, surely not. They're too pretty to be weeds.
How 'bout you? City? Or country?
Happy Saturday!
-haley
beautiful pictures Haley! I'm more country girl since I grew up in the country :D
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