My garden isn't lovely
in the conventional sense.
It is home to vegetables, not flowers.
Shades of green
With an occasional spot of color:
Golden squash blossom, yellow bean, orange and red tomatoes
But the real beauty
Among the deep green of the spinach or the deep rich brown of the composted soil
Is hearing my kids call out, with complete honesty,
"Mom's playing in the dirt again!"
Monday, April 12, 2010
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