I learned about gardening from my father. I imagine I'm as obsessed with it as he was. He kept at it until his eighties when he became too frail and unsteady to make the trek to the garden at the back of the yard. When he had to give that up, it was pretty much the end of everything for him. Now he spends his last days in a nursing home.
I love the outdoors and gardening and so do my two daughters. My tiny yard is packed with fruit trees, flower beds, and a vegetable garden. I keep trying to simplify it, but I am unsuccessful.
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