According to my Dad,as a baby,those were the first intelligible words I spoke.When I stood up for the very,first time.
It became a family joke whenever I wanted someone to look at something I found.
Earlier,this past spring,my next door neighbor
(who,one day,shall receive his own post)
decided to rid himself,and his yard,of all the gingers,
the previous owner had planted.
(and which I had coveted,for years).
He considered them ugly…..Huh?
Did I want them?
I thank the Gardening Gods for dumb neighbors!
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