Seed Packet
My granddaughter has reached the age of non-stop talking.
It doesn’t matter if anyone is listening, she just loves to talk.
All the time.
It was so nice to have her visit me in the field.
We checked out this restaurant garden on a very nice day.
In one hand is a packet of seeds reclaimed from some seed heads of flowers in the garden.
Next year perhaps she will have a patch of flowers like this in her own yard.
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She was talking at the instant you made this photo, wasn’t she? She’s as adorable as ever and please tell her hello from Texas!
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At that very instant. And all others for a couple hours. I will pass on your hello but am back in the field now. We had a lovely visit on the weekend. I probably won’t see her for a coupke of months now.
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I can remember Nathan at that age, particularly one car trip where he talked for hours (without seeming to even take a breath). We asked him if he could please just stop talking for five minutes. He shrugged his shoulders and said “sure.” And not even two minutes later he was back at it. He literally COULD NOT stop.
It’s a lot more amusing now than it was then!
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I find it more amusing with grandchild than one’s own children too.
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Excellent observation!
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Good grief! She is huge already! Where did that tiny baby go? X from Oz
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I am not sure – she is pretty tall for her age. We spent this weekend together at her place and had a splendid time. Other than nearly drowning in a torretial downpour that put an end to our summer drought. Not that we were complaining, the water is welcome.
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Yes, always welcome here, too!
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