A Garden

Every year, I play with this idea.

Loved to do it when I was younger. My father and I would till up the yard and plant a few things like tomatoes, okra, cucumbers, etc.

I believe the only reason we ever grew any fruit was because of my dad. He knew what it took to make things grow. Me, I have a brown thumb. I try and then I watch things die.

This year, I'm hoping my blueberry bushes don't die, the tomatoes will give me more than pretty flowers and that my morning glories - survive.

Not high expectations, but remember I have a yard about the size of most people's patio.

Can't have too much.

Hope your garden is all you want it to be.

Tina