In the summer of 1992 we were living in Fairfax Virginia. I had my first ‘grown up’ garden — the first since high school days. The plot was in a community garden space. Because I was new in the group I was assigned a spot way up in the back. But it worked out well because I got a slightly larger plot. And I didn’t mind hauling my grass clippings up there to mulch. It was a great garden year — fabulous broccoli. I even grew okra (it was the south after all!)
Leo often accompanied me to the garden, helping to pick produce, eating green beans off the plant, and picking from the raspberry bushes growing wild at the entrance. What a cute little guy!
