I love this time of year. The world is coming alive around me. Neighbors step out of hibernation and begin to mingle in driveways. The kids spend more time playing outdoors than inside (smile). And we  plant.

The four of us kneel, hovered over fresh-turned earth, teeming with untapped potential. Carefully, one miniscule seed at a time, we plant our garden. Slowly. Deliberately. Together. We labor over dark dirt that will eventually feed us with life-giving, energy-supplying food.

My five-year-old son is attentive. He eagerly waits for me

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