I love to garden. Maybe love isn't the right word. But I do really like it. If I spend a couple hours a week out there in the dirt, I feel like a better person. I couldn't tell you why. Maybe it's the whole nature thing. Maybe it's just the feeling of accomplishment. I think I stay happy because of it. Earlier this year, in the summer, I began to notice brown spots in my yard and then a little later, holes started showing up on my plants. Then, I saw one: it was brown and green, and...
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