(photograph copyright 2009 by Dan Routh)
A black and white still-life from the garden.
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(photograph copyright 2009 by Dan Routh)
My wife Dedra and I raised two boys, so for years we never knew what daughters were like. My older son Tristan changed that last year when he married Christine, so we finally have that daughter. All I can say is we didn’t know what we were missing. Christine has lightened up the lives of our whole family. She’s a keeper.
(photograph copyright 2009 by Dan Routh)
When we think about plants associated with old Southern home places, magnolia and wisteria come to mind. Another plant that is very familiar is hydrangea. This example is in full bloom just off our back deck. I’m not sure if I enjoy the blue and purples blooms better than the beautiful foliage.
(photograph copyright 2009 by Dan Routh)
When the garden starts coming in, the work begins. My wife Dedra and her mother have spent the last week picking, stringing and canning a Southern staple, green beans. The fruits (or in this case, vegetables) of their labors line up on our kitchen table ready to be stored for our enjoyment next winter.

Farmer Frank White of Liberty, North Carolina sod-plants soybeans on a rye field near Lineberry late one afternoon last week. Mr. White raises several hundred acres of beans, corn, and small grains in the Liberty area each year. He uses big equipment, something we don’t get to see often around here these days.
(photograph copyright 2009 by Dan Routh)
This morning my wife Dedra and I dropped our younger son Devin at the train station in Greensboro to catch a train to Boston. Devin is on his way to Hanover, New Hampshire for a job and graduate school at Dartmouth College, which is a long way from Grays Chapel, North Carolina. We will miss him profoundly, but a new adventure in life awaits him. Godspeed Son, we love you.

Farming is many times a exercise in compromise. Abundant rain means a lot of grass and a lot of hay. Overabundant rain means a lot of grass and the lack of good weather to harvest hay. Our area has fallen into the later category this year. We have a tremendous amount of hay, but we haven’t had a lot of good weather up until now to make it, and nothing upsets a farmer more than wet hay. Greg Williams of Williams Dairy, south of Greensboro works late in the afternoon to catch up on his baling.