When I was a kid I didn’t get it. I thought my dad's garden
was a waste of space, robbing me of valuable grass to play on. But now it all
makes sense. There really is a true joy in being able to pick herbs right from
your garden + watch a warm summer produce a beautiful tomato harvest. I know
summer collapsed into fall a few weeks ago, but on this Thanksgiving weekend, I
am thankful for growing up in a home where a bountiful garden was only one of
many food-related luxuries. 
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