As I've posted before in this journal, my grandfather (Papa - see corresponding tag) was the center of my childhood. I wanted to be exactly like him
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I love my garden. My strawberries are fab. The grocery ones suck, and I refuse to eat those. Wish I had blackberries. Maybe a future project. Basil....mmmmmm........ AAw
I tried to grow strawberries this year but they didn't take. But I think that's because the mouse dug through and ate the seeds. However, they didn't tough the herbs so that is interesting.
I like the sweetly nostalgic feel of this piece. My husband doesn't have any pictures of his childhood, being estranged from his father, and it makes me both curious and sad.
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I really need to write more often. I just get weighed down and have a hard time doing it unless I have a reason to.
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