I'm such a dork. I get so excited when the garden starts to show signs of life. I've grown plenty of gardens before, but I still think it's some sort of miracle when the things I plant actually start sprouting out of the ground. I check on it every day, and whenever I see something new come up, I run to tell Nate, "We have beans!" He humors me, and pretends to be excited too. (Sort of.)
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To me, they all look like weeds until they are on my dinner plate!
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