Getting Started, Even Now

Photo: Marsden Epworth

Several years ago, my mother patiently and expertly taught me to garden, to clear the weeds, dig the soil, scatter seeds, and to plant flowers but as the sun shone down and my knees became sore, a dawning realization made clear that gardening was just not for me.

My mother may have been a little disappointed, but it did not dissuade her from donning her sunhat and gloves, trowel in hand, and digging into the soil.

She lives for a good day of gardening.

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