so, back in the day
-the good old days,
my parents had friends
(okay, they had a bunch of friends, but this story is about a specific family)
- the father in this family worked out in the city that my family now lives in,
and the place where he worked offered big gardening plots to workers,
so we would come out with them and plant and weed and harvest.
I don't remember liking having to go out there,
but I do remember going to a nearby pond with the other kids and finding snails.
where is this heading?
our city just this year started a community garden.
and we got a little plot,
the girls and I went over this week and planted some stuff.
and nearly got eaten alive by mosquitoes while doing it.
I need to go back and pick some more weeds,
but must make sure all skin is covered.
and we haven't yet discovered any pond with snails,
but I do believe back in those trees is a little creek.
some exploring might be in order.