A Letter From Grandpa About His Garden Week
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A Letter From Grandpa About His Garden Week
Dear Mia,
I hope your exams finished well last week. You asked about my garden, so I wanted to describe the busy days I spent outside before the cold weather arrived.
On Monday I planted new lettuce rows near the back fence. The soil looked dry, so I watered every bed twice and checked the tomato stakes before lunch. A neighbour stopped and mentioned that frost might arrive early this year, but I smiled and continued with my gloves on.
Tuesday rained lightly in the morning. I stayed inside and planned next season in my notebook. I labeled seed packets, sorted old pots on the shelf, and repaired a broken handle on my wheelbarrow. When the sky cleared, I walked to the shed and organized tools that cluttered the floor.
On Wednesday I harvested carrots and pulled weeds between the bean plants.
