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<\/p>\nToday I worked a bit with Gloria in the garden where I found this very large and spicy radish. She tells me I’m the only person she knows that likes radishes. She never met my grandmother!
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I remember spending summers with my grandmother where part of that day was in various parts of the garden. Sometimes it was strawberries. Sometimes watermelon. Sometime cantaloupe.<\/p>\n
Then I’d go about my day with my .22 rifle and a box of shells on my own for the day.<\/p>\n
Things have changed since then and I miss those days.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Today I worked a bit with Gloria in the garden where I found this very large and spicy radish. She tells me I’m the only person she knows that likes radishes. She never met my grandmother! I remember spending summers with my grandmother where part of that day was in various parts of the garden. … <\/p>\n