Three Generations of Gardeners


Today I was looking back through some old photographs and ran across one of my Grandma in her garden. The year was 1969, it was 40 years ago. There was no sprinkler system, fancy soil in a bag, or fertilizer...... just simple, pure, clean rain water, good North Dakota soil and the strong, caring hands of a lovely gardener.

I wish Grandma could be here today to see my garden and I know she would probably say "Uff Da", Bonnie.

I miss you, Grandma !!


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