Holy Cow, That’s a Lot of Potatoes!

For as long as I can remember, my father has grown a garden. When I was very young, he grew flowers in the backyard. The entire back fence was lined with flower beds. I can remember two of his four brothers also had beautiful gardens. Those boys seemed to have a green thumb.

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