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The joy of playing in the dirt….

The spring ritual of filling pots with colorful flowers was mostly accomplished this weekend. With each plant selected I was thinking of my grandmothers and mother, their yards, the care they gave to them. It’s funny how smells like potting soil and flower...

My turtle friends….

My husband, Bill, has dubbed me a turtle conservationist. I carry a plastic pad in the back of my SUV so that I can rescue errant turtles that make their way onto the roadways around our area. I’ve rescued some big ones and some small ones. Once a toddler...