in the midst of all the ice and snow I find myself yearning after a yard and a garden of my own.
One of the things I used to do each year in California was, after Christmas and all the bustle that came along with it was over, head out into the yard to prune back the verdure that was ever trying to take over Dad and Mom's house. Here, though, nothing grows in the winter. Except for the occasional snow drift that is.
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Hmmm, you will be glad to know that your pruning shears are waiting for you here for when you and John come next week! And you will be thrilled to see that there will be lots to keep you happy!! We can hardly wait to see you!
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