When I was growing up we all lived off these gardens. It was just common in our part of North Carolina.
We were poor, but boy we ate good. And we traded with others too. And people would let you just come and pick their extras.
I’ve tried to duplicate that with my family. We grow, freeze and can everything... My kids hate anything store bought. It just doesn’t have the same taste.
I wish people would adopt victory gardens now. It’s a smart way of living.
AMEN! :)
I spent most of my growing up at my maternal family’s home of about 14 acres of mostly forest (now half taken by the Washington Belt Way and the rest a county park.) During the war we had about an acre plowed which produced all our vegetables. My mother bought 500 baby chicks each year for eggs and meat. We had two cows, but a neighbor ‘s house painters threw lead-based paint cans over the fence which killed them. As a preteen, I discovered it takes a lot of hard work to produce food in any quantity.