Time and effort and love and devotion is what your father is pouring into the vegetable garden and yard and flower beds this season.
I am now calling it Saltzman’s Park. You are going to be astonished. Dad and David bicker good-naturedly each time David comes home, about what and how to plant. David has different ideas, is not so meticulous and, of course, is dedicated to the “organic method.” But we have already harvested: lettuce, Boston and Ruby Red, spinach, radishes, scallions. And everything is popping out – peas, cukes, beans. Today they planted tomatoes and peppers. But most exciting is the planting of flowers.
It’s a miracle, after 23 years, to see flowers growing wherever you turn.