Sunday, September 30, 2007

picking turnips




getting ready for the spring garden

11 comments:

Cheryl said...

I like turnips.

Galla Creek said...

I bet they would be good boiled with a little bacon grease.

patsy said...

yes they are, i went over and worked on his computer and took my fee in turnips.

Sister--Helen said...

I don't like turnups...how about some white radishes.....I would give a pretty penny for some of them....can't even buy them in the store anymore...

Sister--Helen said...

Poor boy that's a nice place you have there....you don't look so poor ya know...

Galla Creek said...

hey, Poor Boy,
Where have you gone
Haven't seen you around
Are you movin' on!

How are the mules
Is the garden all done?
How are the chickens?
Still have everyone?

Oh, Poor boy,
Are you home today?
We are wondering
If you will say, Hey!

poorboy frrm said...

ok i am home. took a little trip.
dang i hate that drive to springdale ark.
i just soon be home working mad jack..

Sister--Helen said...

Hello need more pics...I don't like trunips

Sister--Helen said...

Betty the poet......she is sharp with those words...

Galla Creek said...

My words can bite sometimes too. I wish I did nto have that old powell strain in my blood to shoot forth biting words.

Girl at school through a fit. Chewed up her test and spit
Out on all the other kids.
I told my boss that he needs to do is add a little kool aid glue...
to the school's paper and then...
at least she'd swallow the test and not make a mess!

He did not appreciate my suggestion.
Police were there.
Pulling hair.
Bad scene.
Mom cussing.
Not discussing.
Oh, dear,
what fear,
the children had
when the girl was bad
and chewed up her test
and spit out the mess!!

Galla Creek said...

Poor Boy, the turnips are old news...rotted! Want to see the mules or the chickens!