Every so often, I get a question or comment as to why I, a (fairly) young man, count gardening as a hobby. I’m sure at least one or two of you wondered, but were too polite to ask. After all, popular culture says that the only men that garden are either gay or grumpy old guys such as Mr. Feeny (of Boy Meets World fame) or Mr. Wilson (of Dennis the
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