Back in the 1940's, my father sits in the backyard garden at my grandparents house. My dad passed away a few weeks ago, and upon reflection, I am heartwarmed at the similarities that I carry with me and consequently pass on to my children.
As a very young girl, some of my strongest memories at my Nono and Noni's house is walking through the flower gardens and smelling the hundreds of yellow and orange marigolds. I know many people don't like the smell of marigolds, but it absolutely has the opposite effect on me. Wherever we have lived, I have never missed the opportunity to plant marigolds!
As a very young girl, some of my strongest memories at my Nono and Noni's house is walking through the flower gardens and smelling the hundreds of yellow and orange marigolds. I know many people don't like the smell of marigolds, but it absolutely has the opposite effect on me. Wherever we have lived, I have never missed the opportunity to plant marigolds!
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