I think I’m taking care of garden, watering weeding, inspecting for aphid. The Tomatoes will, grow, the beans came up on their own. Who’s really is being nurtured is me. I was gloomy as the foggy morning before I set foot among the veggies. As you can see I cheered up. I feel like a fisherman(woman) showing off a big catch with a giant bean instead of a fish.
You don’t even have to eat your veggies to be nurtured by them.

I hope you have a nurturing place in your life.

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  1. Now that is some bean! And I see you are nurturing your cat, or is the cat nurturing the garden? That artichoke looks really grand… what a great shot. Happy Nurturing Thursday!

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    1. Those beans hide out among the leaves to keep from being picked. Something to learn there perhaps. Miss Kitty is only interested in humming birds. She’s a dreamer.
      Happy Thursday 😀

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  2. OMG, fisherwoman/veggiewoman indeed — that green bean is probably the largest I’ve seen — what a delightful discovery. Communing with nature, especially your own bounty, is quite grounding. Glad the fog lifted! Sweet dreams for this night coming.

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  3. I love your veggies, Carol, they’re bountiful enough to brighten the cloudiest day! I agree with you that the gardener is nurtured through the nurturing ~ my post this week was along the same lines. Your cat’s cute too, thanks for sharing. 🙂

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