My potato plant
I had some potatoes that were “growing” in the pantry. You know when they get those eyes coming out all over because they are old and you should have thrown them out a few weeks ago or cooked them? I put a few in water, just like when we were kids, in a cup with three toothpicks stuck in them at an angle so they would be down in the water and put them in the window. Two rotted and stunk up the place! And when they sprouted (I did a happy dance!), I put them in dirt. I have three potato plants growing in my flower garden. I have seen potato plants they grow and sell in stores and I figured I could give it a try. I like the ones in the stores because of their light green coloring but mine are a different variety. Not sure what they grow theirs from. Mine are organic russets, of course.
But that is really not what this post is about…okay a little bit it is. Look at that plant! I grew a potato plant from ………well a potato!
It’s fun to be reminded of childhood.
What do you remember from your childhood that you would like to relive?
Swinging so high you thought you might flip over the bar of the swing set?
Or swinging high enough to jump out and actually feel like you are flying? I was always afraid of breaking my arm!
Riding your bike at top speed and letting go of the handle bars?
Riding the merry-go-round at the park? I had motion sickness issues…..still do….no go-rounds for me!
Staying out until the street lights came on? And still playing until your parents called you home?
Catching fireflies? I have never seen one but others say they exist, so I will go with that. I would like to see one some day.
Catching tadpoles? Watching those tadpoles turn into tiny frogs? They are so dang cute!
Climbing the cherry tree and eating until you are stuffed? Or peach tree? Or plum tree? Or apple tree?
Fishing without a care in the world?
Climbing into a tree house?
Having a game of baseball with the other kids on your block?
Hearing the ice cream truck a few blocks away and running into the house for money?
Jumping out of bed on Saturday morning to watch “Saturday Morning Cartoons”? When cartoons were still funny!
What are some of the things you remember? Did you have a special place in your neighborhood that you hung out with your friends? Who’s house was the house on the block where all the kids hung out? Did you have a curfew?
The old sitcoms remind me of what life used to be like. Times were lean but we didn’t know it. We had food on the table, clothes on our backs and we were loved. We didn’t need anything else.
Go out there and try your hand at something from your past. But if you break your arm “flying” out of a swing, don’t come blaming me. You know you are too old for that kind of behavior! You might want to stick with the ice cream truck!
What are you waiting for?
Live lively,
~ Sabrina
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