To listen to me yammer on and on about my garden, you might be tempted to believe I’ve always been a natural-born nurturer of living things.
That would be an erroneous assumption.
Today at Off Our Chests, I’m giving you a little peek into my past… back to a time when I was only too happy to let things die. Maybe YOU didn’t have to have a tortured youth to come out of it a relatively useful adult, but I did. And I think it worked out okay.
C’mon over. Please tell me I’m not the only one who used to be rotten…?