From Gardens
I’ve always enjoyed growing things. My paternal grandparents lived in New Lexington, Ohio…not quite a couple hours from London where I grew up. I remember staying with them as a young lad during the summers. I’d explore the garden every morning looking for fresh veggies and munching on the ones I did find. They grew up in a time where having a garden was a necessity and helped keep the cabinets in the basement full of jars of delight. They also enjoyed the activity and rewards a garden gave them. I will never forget the taste of grandma’s tomato juice and dill pickles. I’m pretty sure my love of growing was greatly influenced by them…and I’m richer for it.
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