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"In the garden, I’m never discontent with not knowing the future. It’s always a future hoped for, yet not seen." Love that, and your photos are gorgeous. I'm not a gardener myself #supportlocalfarmersmarkets but I do recall the need for something green and growing just after my diagnosis. Probably shouldn't have picked the finicky bonsai plant I did, but it served its purpose. Keep planting those seeds, in the garden and here on Substack.

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Thank you, Julie.

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Happy 'Stackiversary', Jen! I've loved this little walk around your garden - and the pictures are wonderful! I'm the odd one out in an otherwise very green-fingered family (I think you call that a 'green thumb' over there?) but I'm trying to improve my efforts!

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Thank you, Rebecca.

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The garden is where I center myself. Where I truly feel connected. Thanks for this. ❤️

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You’re welcome!

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We’re so grateful for the seeds you’ve sown in our lives. You both get your hands dirty in ways that may not need gloves and don’t show on the outside, but the blooms and fruit continue to show up in the beds raised around you.

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🙏🏼❤️😭

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Such a good reminder to do the work and let the future worry about itself! I love your garden and now am building a similar one next to our house--in my mind. Because if anyone is doing any gardening around here it’s Mike!😂 I just want to walk around your garden and then go across the street and take a stroll in that cemetery because I’m weird like that.

Thanks for continuing to give us a glimpse into your world, for sharing your epiphanies, and for showing up. Happy stackiversary!

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Thank you, Holly. I walk the cemetery often with my aging dog. I should probably write about that sometime!

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I'm here for it! Give us some photos of interesting headstones!

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