Continuity


I come by my gardening addiction honestly; my grandmother loved plants, too. She had a quarter acre lot, a large yard and several avocado trees. I used to love visiting her house. I could play Tarzan in the avocado trees. I loved the feeling of peace that I got in her garden. I think I may have been trying to recapture that feeling all of my life.

Along with my grandmother’s trowel, I use my great aunt’s watering can. My parents got it from her and gave it to me for Christmas one year. She thought I was crazy for wanting her old watering can, but it’s a lot better than a new one in my eyes.

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