Yup, I learned from my wife’s granddad in East Nowhere, AL. My operation is much smaller than his but these bad boys are prolific. Much, much more to come. And they love the heat.
I remember being maybe 5 or 6, sitting with a mixing bowl in my lap and an old bushell basket near my feet, shucking peas.
My grandparents had maybe three channels on their black and white TV. Shucking peas with the kinfolk was more exciting.
And they do like heat. Have you tried to cultivate some peanuts? Every now and then, my grandfather grew some so he could say that Jimmy Carter had nothing on him.
Lord willing, I’d like for my kids to have that life. No going back to three channels, but talking with kinfolk being more exciting. Peanuts are on the list, but conventional wisdom says I should grow something leafy next, yes?
Yes, I grew up in the DFW area and we'd visit the grandparents. They lived a very rural area, few hours drive from us.
My mother is from Orange County, CA and my grandmother was blessed with a green thumb. One afternoon, the OC Sheriff came to my grandparent's door and asked my grandmother she knew anything about the large bush was growing by her porch. She told him she had no idea, but it sure was pretty. Except the smell.
The Sheriff told her it was mightly pretty, but illegal. My grandmother was sorry to see it go and argued with him a bit. No one in the family or neighborhood admitted to knowing what it was or owned up to how the seeds got there.
My dude.
Yup, I learned from my wife’s granddad in East Nowhere, AL. My operation is much smaller than his but these bad boys are prolific. Much, much more to come. And they love the heat.
Seems like the purple hulls are sweeter.
I remember being maybe 5 or 6, sitting with a mixing bowl in my lap and an old bushell basket near my feet, shucking peas.
My grandparents had maybe three channels on their black and white TV. Shucking peas with the kinfolk was more exciting.
And they do like heat. Have you tried to cultivate some peanuts? Every now and then, my grandfather grew some so he could say that Jimmy Carter had nothing on him.
Lord willing, I’d like for my kids to have that life. No going back to three channels, but talking with kinfolk being more exciting. Peanuts are on the list, but conventional wisdom says I should grow something leafy next, yes?
Yes, I grew up in the DFW area and we'd visit the grandparents. They lived a very rural area, few hours drive from us.
My mother is from Orange County, CA and my grandmother was blessed with a green thumb. One afternoon, the OC Sheriff came to my grandparent's door and asked my grandmother she knew anything about the large bush was growing by her porch. She told him she had no idea, but it sure was pretty. Except the smell.
The Sheriff told her it was mightly pretty, but illegal. My grandmother was sorry to see it go and argued with him a bit. No one in the family or neighborhood admitted to knowing what it was or owned up to how the seeds got there.
It's a thirsty crop. Peanuts, not so much...