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Beagle
I was away for a couple of days and came home to seeds sprouting in the garden. Beans and pumpkins are busting through the soil. More lettuce and carrots are queueing up in their green... More »
Beagle
All six of the incredibly healthy cucumber seedlings I plants a week ago are now kaput. I guess I did not harden them off enough by introducing them gradually to the cooler and windier ways... More »
Beagle
I did not take the time to water the garden yesterday. I didn't forget. I just was busy and tired and thought maybe it could wait a day and then it was dark and I... More »
Beagle
It could not have been a more beautiful day. Maybe that is cliche, but I tell you, it could not have been a more perfect day. Blue skies with drifting white clouds, the hills green... More »
