Today, twenty years ago, my first baby girl was born. The summer she was four, she would get up early in the mornings and go out into the garden, still wearing her sleep clothes, carrying her little bear, to see if there were tomatoes to pick.
As I was looking through my photographs, looking for the one above, I came across a couple other pictures of her enjoying my gardening efforts. These were my first roses, which she "helped" me plant.
I think this one speaks for itself!
Have a beautiful day!
MY DESERT GARDEN COMES TO LIFE
6 months ago
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