Squishy Burrito? What?!? So, I was walking the streets of Denver with a good friend, and a boy (later to be known as Cster). I decide we should eat. "What do you feel like?" my good friend ask me. "A squishy burrito" answers Cster squishing my muscleless arm.
Jump forward a few years. The good friend is now my sister-in-law and Cster and I enjoy the mountains walking to our mailbox with our 4 children Mster, Lster and Kster, and Nikster.
Peas! (Or are they beans?) Either way, very impressive. Hey, remember the Edgemont house and the backyard garden? Good times. Oh, maybe you were off serving the good people of DC when I became the obsessive gardener...regardless, good times. And remember that time we planted flowers at the institute and most of them died weeks later? Sad.
I never realized that we had so many gardening memories together. Crazy.
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Peas! (Or are they beans?) Either way, very impressive. Hey, remember the Edgemont house and the backyard garden? Good times. Oh, maybe you were off serving the good people of DC when I became the obsessive gardener...regardless, good times. And remember that time we planted flowers at the institute and most of them died weeks later? Sad.
I never realized that we had so many gardening memories together. Crazy.
Beans!!!
But the tall towering structure I built was for my peas which have reached as high as my eyes. Who knew?
I am very impressed!
Can't believe you can grow that much by June. Should see my garden it's nothing.
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