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Tell me a story…

By Tia Sandstrom Graham

“It was with great joy and delight that she took the dirty container that once held the pork marinade and added it, rinsed, to the dishwasher. Perhaps to most onlookers, feeling joy over something so mundane would be like raising the mediocre to underserved and elevated levels of grandeur. She, however, had a strong appreciation… »

Potatoes

By Tia Sandstrom Graham

Most meals now include at least something from Grandma’s Garden. On Memorial Day, my brother-in-law and sis dug the last of the little red potatoes.  The garden looks big enough to feed Africa, which is pretty cool. There is power in growing… »

Grandma’s Garden: Potatoes

By Tia Sandstrom Graham

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