05/17/2026
Every time I’m in the garden, I think of my grandparents working their many gardens scattered all over the tiny town they lived in. How they managed it and where they put it all is beyond me. I have fond memories of coming to visit during picking and canning season.
My garden is more hobby than necessity but there is nothing like digging in the dirt, finding hidden treasure, pruning back over growth and being encouraged on by the rhythm of buzzing bees and sing birds on a beautiful day.