garden journal
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“Mom, I’m Flying!” (Me too)
When the delicious iced coffee tastes more watery than it began, it may mean your little girl is a water baby and you took her with you out to the lake shallows to laugh and play. You may find yourself in the sandbox watching your little boy planting “zinnias” as grains of sand slip through… Continue reading
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The Birds Sing Now
I told Ben how loud the birds were singing. It was glorious noise, all that chirping. The disjointed chorus of life after winter. Ben remarked how nice it was to have birds. Remember when I told you how little life there was up here? And his observation all those years ago was true. There was… Continue reading
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Spring Is Never Late & My Second Ending
The April Garden 2023 Winter seemed as though it would last forever. I found myself feeling hints of dissapointment that our last day of frost was slated for late April! This time last year we had already planted the zinnias and sunflowers, the wildflowers. The oak trees had already been green for a bit. We… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 