I'm with Sharon. I love my garden of peace. My only helper, my precious grandson, has now blossomed into a 13 year old teenager and no longer enjoys watching his seeds grow. But , at least he has the basics, so that when he is older, he can remember the things that mama taught him in the garden. After 40 years of marriage, my husband cuts the grass outside of my garden , while I play with my plants. He looks over and smiles at me. That's what I call gardening together, separately.
