“Is it okay if Hailey has a couple of strawberries from your garden?” My sister asked. My adorable niece turned around and grinned up at me, twinkling robin’s-egg-blue eyes, tousled blonde hair, and red juice staining her chin. Another telltale streak ran down the front of her yellow tank top.
“I guess it better be, huh?” I laughed. Inside, my heart swelled. My garden is finally at the place where it lures little ones (in the most non-creepy way) with its perfectly-ripe veggies and berries, and they can’t help but pluck and snack to their little hearts’ content.Read More