Grandpa’s Garden

As I grew up, I did not get to see my Grandpa and Grandma Ross more than a couple times a year.  When we went to visit in Utah, there was always a trip to the garden.  The garden had its own mythical place in our minds.  It scared me as a kid, I don’t know why.  It was like it could eat me it was that alive.  As time went on, I came to appreciate how much hard work and effort it took.  We reaped its bounteous blessings as well.  As I worked in the garden this morning, I thought to go through and see what photos I have of Grandpa and Grandma’s garden.  Here is what I could file.

Milo and Gladys Ross, 2004, the garden struggled this year because Grandpa was spending all his time taking care of Grandma, and Grandma kept sabotaging it by turning on the water all the time and regularly flooding parts of it out.

 

Gladys Donaldson Ross in ‘the garden’

 

Gladys Ross with some of the harvest

 

Planting

 

2009

 

2009 Jerrett and Matt Ross – back
Jeff and Milo Ross – front
Garden behind

 

Gladys with potatoes

 

Jeff and Milo in Garden, 2009

 

Milo Ross with another angle of his garden behind him, 2009

Jennie Bremer, Gladys Ross, 2004

Memories are Made of This

Lillie 23 April 2017

Sometimes you just have to be grateful for what you have.  I am fortunate to have a great family.  A couple of photos of recent.

Hiram and Aliza, 23 April 2017, Snake River Minidoka spillway, flood 2017

 

Hiram and Aliza, Paul Park, 22 April 2017

 

Del Monte Tower

You can’t hardly see it, but I regularly see it.  My Grandfather helped build that water tower that is small but to the left of the tree just above the fence.  Most days when I open Aliza’s blinds, I have a reminder of my ancestry in the distance.

The remaining of the Twin Falls, 19 March 2017

 

Shoshone Falls, 19 March 2017, Flood of 2017

 

Hiram and Aliza at Shoshone Falls 19 March 2017

 

Hiram and Aliza goofing off 19 March 2017