As she knead on the ground getting ready to plant her roses for the year
she let the soil go through her fingers as she begun to dig a hole for the pot to go.
She always enjoyed the feeling of the soil on her hands as it falls down back to the ground.
Gardening was one of the things that relaxed her in a way nothing else could when she just had so much on her mind.
Wearing her big hat to keep the sun from beating down on her on days when it was just to hot but the breeze made it bearable for her to stay out and upkeep her plants.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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