I just had no choice about this letter today. My guy gardens. He gardens a lot. Once again my home is overrun with garden seeds, plants, gardening catalogs, and gardening books. All by my guy…Gary.
Spring is in the air and that means if I want to find him, I have to go outside. It’s a good thing I somewhat enjoy working outside in the gardens too. I do love the flowers and pretty things and I like the fresh veggies and herbs. About a week and a half or so ago, we planted a bunch of fruit trees in the back part of our property. He showed me where he has prepared the ground for the grapes, raspberries and blackberries he also plans on putting in this year. I know he has plans for a small greenhouse of his own as well. Not sure where he plans to put that yet. In any case, as it warms up, you’ll start to find me outside with my guy.