It’s starting to feel a lot like spring. Flowers are blooming and trees are budding. Troy would be planning his garden about now. He loved having a garden. We had such an awesome garden where we lived in Indiana. We grew the best tomatoes, we had bushels and bushels of them. We both missed our great garden cause it’s more of a challenge to grow vegetables in Texas. But he tried year after year to grow the ever elusive tomato like we had in Indiana. I still have a garden though smaller than the one he had. I’ll keep trying just like he did.
Jane is a Widow 