The backyard is calling. This
respite from the rain is welcome. The green onions are coming up as is the
lettuce. I like container gardening. I’ll look for chard and kale babies. Today
the net will go up for the pea vines to climb on. The dirt is ready for digging
and pulling weeds. My father liked to see dirt under my fingernails. I swear I
can smell his cigar smoke when I’m gardening. He’s still watching me.
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