Fruit of Your Labor

I don’t have green thumbs…but my parents do. Although we live in a suburban city, when you’re in their backyard, it feels like you’re in a rural town. The ground is nothing but dirt and controlled weeds. There’s a small trellis for grapevines to crawl, when it’s in season. About six fruit trees grow – half already bear fruit. A few scattered pots grow some hardy flowers, because honestly, they’re not flower people, so those tend to be wild. Finally, […]

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