At a beautiful garden, where my granddad loved to go, it would give him lots of pleasure and he could watch his vegetables grow. Rake the bed, scatter the seeds, and let nature flow.
A fork, a spade and a wheelbarrow at hand, were always ready to help our lovely granddad in creating a magnificent land.
Rows of potatoes, carrots, peas and beans, now it's time to pick those delicious produce, for all our family to eat.
Put away the tools, pick up the weeds, shove the veg in a bag it's time for tea.
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