There was something about the garden

 

Garden in Pa. People would stop to look at it from the road.

Garden in Pa. People would stop to look at it from the road.

 

“I know I got mad at you, gave you a hard time, but I really loved the garden, Shel. We made things grow, picked the food, ate it off the vine. That was love. Love, and I didn’t even know it. All that work on the old tiller to break that ground for you and the kids, the sweating, shoveling the manure in to make it right, that was love, pure and simple. I really came to love the life in it, the new birth, the seeds coming up from all the hard work of the rows. I know we will plant again…”

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