Feeding Our Passion for Plants

I am honored that one of my favorite gardeners saw fit to publish my little story on her blog, with only one paragraph edited.  Take a look!  I'm vey appreciative and glad that my friends who have visited have given me some great compliments on my writing voice.  Enjoy!


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