{"id":7025,"date":"2010-09-02T10:00:37","date_gmt":"2010-09-02T14:00:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.noahholt.com\/blog\/?p=7025"},"modified":"2010-09-02T07:29:51","modified_gmt":"2010-09-02T11:29:51","slug":"harvesting","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.noahholt.com\/blog\/2010\/09\/02\/harvesting\/","title":{"rendered":"“Harvesting”"},"content":{"rendered":"

While Noah napped, Kate painted his new step stool.<\/p>\n

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This statue looked on.<\/p>\n

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Noah picking the first apple off of his Grampa’s tree.<\/p>\n

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Then a visit to my Uncle Wayne and Aunt Patty’s garden(s). This first garden where the berries grow. <\/p>\n

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Noah was drawn to the weed garden… as in, where the weeds are growing…<\/p>\n

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Kate got right into the vegetable garden. She called this “harvesting”…<\/p>\n

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I might have called it “robbing”…<\/p>\n

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or “stealing”.. or… “taking”…<\/p>\n

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My Nana helping out.<\/p>\n

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Noah running to see his Nana and Grampa.<\/p>\n

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This is the hornets nest on my Nana’s porch. She asked my dad to get rid of it when he got a minute. The hornets don’t “bother with her” so… No rush…<\/p>\n

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LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THIS HORNETS NEST!!! IT’S 5 FEET FROM THE FRONT DOOR!!!!<\/p>\n

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You aren’t here to see hornets nest though, you are here to see Noah, who I can safely report was never near the hornets nest.<\/p>\n

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Kate, still going.<\/p>\n

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We also got to “harvest” some potatoes.<\/p>\n

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My Nana in some “J.Crew” light leaning on Uncle Waynes Plymouth Fury.<\/p>\n

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Yo city boy..<\/strong>