the first time i can remember being in the garden was with my dad. i was eating an apple and when i was done, my dad took the core from me and threw it into his garden. as a 5-6 year old i remember thinking that this was the coolest thing ever. compost... to a child it's pure magic...
dad, thank you for that day, and the many days that followed.
happy father day :)
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