Sorry this is late. Every Friday I share a story about my Granny Nancy McClamroch.
She’s in Heaven now. Here’s more.
If the weather was nice, Granny was in her garden.
She’d have a rag or towel wrapped around her head and a garden tool in her hand. 
And she would never, and I me
an NEVER, wear gloves.
Granny said true gardening had to be hands-on.
She used old-fashioned scissors to clip the grass around some parts of her flower kingdom. Talk about precision. The work she put into her garden made migrant work look like a day at Disney.
Granny snipped and clipped, dug and dragged, planted and pruned year after year culminating in the abject mastery her garden was. 
It was a labor of love that all who knew her will remember.
When my folks go to Grandpa’s this weekend, they’ll bring back pictures of Granny’s garden so I can show you.
W
e transplanted some of
Granny’s flowers here. When they bloomed it helped Mommy smile to know a part of Granny was right here with us.
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Hi Lulu,your granny sounds like she was a lot of fun.I love helping mummy in the garden.any way I am back from my vacation,xx Speedy
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Hi Speedy. Great to see you. I’m glad you’re back. My Mommy won’t let me roll around in dirt outside, but I take a hop for it and try every time I go out!
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Hehehe mummy couldn’t stop me if she tried she would be kept awake at night with my bunny party antics,xx Speedy
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Yuppers! I grab onto the panel of bars on the front of my hutch and rattle my whole house. Then I take my ball (with a bell) and I throw it down my hutch ramp where it crashes into the wall. Then I ring my bell and kick my ball with my back thumpers. It’s a bang, slam and crash symphony at 4 a.m.! And, my hutch is in my folks bedroom, so I’ve always got a captive audience!
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