This is my first year growing a garden and its coming along quit nicely. The one thing I hate most about it is the weeding...ugh!
Every time I look at this garden it reminds of my Grandpa. He was so passionate about is farm. He was such an inspiration to me having polio...nothing stopped him. He did all kinds of hard labor with one leg that just didn't help him much. In his last years here on earth his body was getting to a point of not being able to move as much but he still had to grow something. The last plant he grew was a tomato plant and I can't wait for mine to harvest (picture idea already in mind). I do miss him.
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