Work, Work, Work

When the weather is good, the work must commence. Fence building, garden planting, pond cleaning, chicken coop freshening, and weed, weed, weed. I wouldn’t trade it for anything–ask me again on Friday.

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  1. It will feel so good when you are done. Oh wait, you never get done in a garden. But remember a weed is only a plant you don’t want. Just tell your guests that you want them all.

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