Life begins in the garden

If ever a statement were pure Elaine! She lived for that garden. Later in life it was her reason to get up in the morning. It grounded her. She inherited that from her dad and passed it on to both my brother and I. I now have that little sign in my garden, and the […]

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Pooped perennials

Nothing like a gardener with a sense of humor. Elaine had all sorts of whimsy scattered around her beloved garden.

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