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in my younger days
we jump in gramps old red truck
to shovel manure 🦊❤️
As Yulan and I sauntered through the community garden early on Sunday morning looking at the early spring preparations of the plots, I saw a plastic bag of manure. It reminded me of my childhood days when my grandfather would pack me in his old red pickup truck to go out to various farms to shovel cow manure into the back of his truck for his garden. It was not my favorite childhood task, but it is a wonderful memory of a time gone by. 🦊❤️