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Actually, I’ve got two. And yes, I find it hard to use the word “hoe” with a straight face…. Today at the garden store, purchasing what I think has turned out to be far too much compost, I also invested in a pair of hoes–a little one, for any of my small garden assistants, and one for me. We have three biggish beds that are pretty solid weeds at the moment, and are destined for pumpkins, squash and corn, and […]Read More
To decide to have a child is to decide to allow your heart to go walking around outside your body. Wyattâ€™s TMO teachers presented us with that sentiment on Motherâ€™s day, as their idea of a festive motherâ€™s day apparently involves making one cry (they also offer handprints, and that poem about how the handprint wonâ€™t be this small for longâ€”oh, and checkbook covers, which I quite appreciate.) Let me just say that the decision to adopt a childâ€”now that, […]Read More