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My enthusiasm flags in August, when I feel like a slave to my garden, and cannot leave home for more than a day or two. But this time of year, when everything is either brown or covered with snow, it sure looks dreamy out there in my imagination.
This was the first year I was able to give quite a lot away. I'm getting much better at this. I grow more of what I actually like to eat, instead of what I think a garden is supposed to have in it.
Amazing though how you heal over winter and even before the first hint of spring, our hearts start desiring to get started again. Thank goodness for that.
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