A complicated houseplant with emotions

I absolutely love gardening. I love planting seeds and watching fragile little sprouts break out of their soil. I love potting a new plant, watching it flourish and grow. I love the smell of potting and gardening soil. I love eating vegetables that I grew myself. I love the “tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk” sound of a sprinkler system… Continue reading A complicated houseplant with emotions

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I was not one of those girls

I gazed around the room.  At the front of the room stood the Sunday school teacher. In the chairs were the boisterous boys - always noisy, always pushing. Huddled together like a pack of young hens where the girls, talking and giggling. They were friends, each a piece of a complete little social circle. I… Continue reading I was not one of those girls