My mother and father were grateful, too glad for respite, for salvation, to question our reversal in
My mother and father were grateful, too glad for respite, for salvation, to question our reversal in fortune. We did not starve. Far from it. My lettuces leafed so rapidly, it was all I could do to cut them before they bolted. The strawberries were fat with fruit, and put forth runners like weeds. I picked the raspberry canes each morning, and by dusk they were once again filled. Read More -- source link
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