They come in all shapes and sizes, from kindergarten through fifth grade. They show up and learn and help and sometimes they find treasures.

One of them found a ripe tomato hidden under the leaves, resting on the soil, just begging to be sliced and eaten and shared with friends.
They organized the loading of the painted pots onto the playground monitor's three tiered cart (oops.... she thought it was lost and gone forever) and gathered friends to navigate it over the bumpy grass, up and over the edge of the paved walk, up to the door near the staff mailboxes.
I chose the three in the front, who joined me in putting a pot in each cubby, right on top of the cards with flowers on one side and A snapdragon for you from Grandma's Gardeners sticker on the other.
It was a lovely way to spend a sunny morning.
It's impossible to be sad while being hugged by little ones; I get so much more than I give.

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I KNOW THE FONT IS TOO SMALL......