I am not a gardener. To me, it means a sore back and dirty fingernails. It means picking weeds and getting rid of pests. For my friend, Beth, it's important to have a patch of dirt. She's planted lettuce, kale, tomatoes and all sorts of herbs in her yard.
Admittedly, when I stayed at her place, I enjoyed picking the greens and preparing them for dinner. Aren't they beautiful? And delicious.
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