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| Trusty wheelbarrow |
Sometimes in the midst of working it is easy to forget some of the things that help you get the job done season after season. The wheelbarrow full of dead vines has been a part of the family since the early 80s. My mother gave Pat this trusty tool when we planted our first garden in Abilene, Texas. Since then it has had flat tires repaired and replaced and new handles. It once was a bright, shiny red. Now it's a true faded orange. It cracks, groans, and pings sometimes, but it is always there to make the load light. Thanks friend!
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