tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423827822739128743.post5906265961013960466..comments2023-05-08T06:11:50.575-04:00Comments on Eboo Works, Saves, Knits,and Lives: I long to play in the dirtAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06470492772543904048noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423827822739128743.post-20248012607368472622011-03-10T16:22:52.078-05:002011-03-10T16:22:52.078-05:00Great post! I have such fond memories of gardening...Great post! I have such fond memories of gardening too which started when I used to help my dad plant seeds in our garden - he could grow anything and living off the bounty really helped our family finances. There was nothing better than just walking outside to get some things for supper: lettuce, radishes, tomatoes, cucumbers, corn, beans, strawberries and so on. I miss those days.Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02803104035204416080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423827822739128743.post-18495636699535619992011-03-10T16:16:30.568-05:002011-03-10T16:16:30.568-05:00I loved what you talked about today. One of the ho...I loved what you talked about today. One of the homes ( actually 2) I've been looking at on line have " gardens, fruit trees and berry bushes". The houses are not as nice as mine, but I can work with that!<br /><br />Thanks for the reminder about getting back in touch with mother earth, I can picture working the soil! I love the smell of fresh turned soil!its me, samhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03521920330817697784noreply@blogger.com