tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488599.post115668102411405387..comments2023-11-03T08:59:11.561-04:00Comments on May Dreams Gardens: On DiggingCarol Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07796344366326535406noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488599.post-1156891417172576882006-08-29T18:43:00.000-04:002006-08-29T18:43:00.000-04:00Sister with the Homestead, that is just gross abou...Sister with the Homestead, that is just gross about old Tippy. Such a good dog! You ought to share with your siblings all the neat things you dig up!Carol Michelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07796344366326535406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488599.post-1156889134787409812006-08-29T18:05:00.000-04:002006-08-29T18:05:00.000-04:00I love digging out in the yard and finding relics ...I love digging out in the yard and finding relics from our childhood - primarily marbles. Since my kids don't have marbles, I would have to assume they belonged to our generation when we were growing up.<BR/><BR/>One "relic" hubby accidently dug up from our generation was Tippy - buried in a plastic bag. Tippy was a collie we had when we were very little. She died what, 4o+ years ago? Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488599.post-1156718115676002182006-08-27T18:35:00.000-04:002006-08-27T18:35:00.000-04:00I hope you find something interesting, and have th...I hope you find something interesting, and have the camera handy!<BR/><BR/>Several houses ago we hit glass when planting shrubs. Before municipal garbage collection began, the people who owned the not-yet-subdivided land would set up empty bottles on posts at the outside edge of the property and shoot at them, then bury the shards. We were the lucky ones who bought that lot! <BR/><BR/>It was Annie in Austinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14662139490401110432noreply@blogger.com