Wednesday, April 28, 2010
freshly tilled pasture: the birth of the garden
"I look back with gladness to the day when I found the path to the land of heart's desire, and thank fate ceaselessly with a loud voice that she did not permit town to sap all the years away while the heart was turning to wind-voices and flower-faces and the hands of kindly earth."
- The Garden of Ignorance, Marion Cran
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I will visit you and "graze". That is what we used to say about my grandpa Sheldon when he would walk around the backyard and eat stuff all afternoon.
Are you going to try your hand at berries, or just veggies this year? I love me some strawberries!!
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