My Country Garden
When we plant gardens, we plant seeds of Peace, Trust and Love.
I revisit your use of the term 'farmer' and now see it in a different perspective.
I see you as being one who examines a soil that needs tending and plants what would prosper from being in that particular soil. The end result is a wondrous marvel which many can enjoy and in some cases produce from, for their own purpose.
You've grown within your self and continue to grow, which is very attractive to me, too many men seem to feel that when they reach a certain age, they are forced to settle for what they have built thus far. They haven't any ambition.
The type of woman I am, I won't settle...I'm forever growing and cannot be with anyone who isn't.
Is this you?
My garden has Spiders, Snakes, and Worms. You can even see photos of a Hurricane.

Scents of country fresh!
Signs of the old West!!
Wild, Wild, West!
Good as old gold.
Goes well with steeping hot cornbread and buttermilk.
Good as good old homemade lemonade,
As tasty as finger lickin good, southern fried chicken.
As fine as sweetpotatoes, Pie that is!
Snake In My Garden
Natural Weed Killer
Earthworms
The Brown Recluse and Bites
Hurricanes
My Truck


It all started with the purchase of the trailer hitched to the back of my "68" Chevy truck.
The gentlemen I purchased the trailer from is probably one of the most dynamic individuals in the south, especially when speaking on the subject of being a servant and diversity.
I was most impressed with his joy, enthusiasm and unusually high level of energy and salesmanship, at age 89. He has very successfully worked the Flea Circuit, from New York to Florida and Georgia to California.
And if you ever met this guy, you will understand why. He is just "one of a kind".
Now, I would like to introduce him to you....And Here's John!

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