My folks still order from the Gurney’s catalog. =)
I love gardening. I think every dried-up plant knocked down by winter becomes real-life proof of resurrection in the spring. Every year I think I’ve lost everything and every year each new sprig of returning green is like Christmas all over again for me. Makes me hope.
Hope is a precious commodity for me these days. I need constant reminders that anything’s possible.
I love your post. It was like a breath of fresh air.
Now, that’s a downright lovely post.