April 7, 2011

Knowing Your Vegetables

After college, I lived in Chicago for five years.  The winter would fitfully jolt into summer, skipping spring entirely, and sometimes on sunny April days I would stand on our apartment's back balcony and wish for a tiny yard where I could garden. It turns out I didn't get just a tiny back yard.  I moved back home to rural Pennsylvania, where I can not only enjoy a warmer, lusher spring, but I can also use my parents' acreage to plant a garden.

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