Photo credit: Bill Larson
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Yesterday I spent a couple of hours in the pouring rain,
planting and harvesting at one of the gardens I help tend. I work this one with fellow Master Gardeners
and we donate all the produce to our local Food Bank. It’s on property managed by our Fire
Department, who graciously allows us to have 8 raised beds and to store our
materials and tools inside the building.
Photo credit: Bill Larson
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I headed out feeling pretty grumpy about the whole thing,
wearing boots and a hat and raincoat, wishing I’d put on rain pants. I got out of my car into a downpour to greet my
garden cohort Judy, and was instantly
soaked. She took one look at me and we
both started laughing like crazy. After that,
it was great—we couldn’t get any wetter, so just jumped in and started slogging
through ankle deep puddles.
Photo credit: Judy Guttormson
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Now the tomatoes are snugly planted in their tunnel, the
lettuce and spinach are all harvested, succession crops are planted and what’s
left of the peas are protected from the marauding bunnies. And I got to go home and put on dry socks.
Photo credit: Judy Guttormson
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