I love to garden. I started out with potted tomatoes on a fire escape in New York City, then tubs of herbs and flowers and coffee cans teeming with chamomile blossoms on a rooftop in Minneapolis, and now I have a sprawling yard on the western range where sunshine and space are never in short supply.
Even when I should have been economical about space, I wasn’t. Marigolds look just a...
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