Seed catalogs are my grownup version of the Sear's Wishbook. My sisters and brother and I would spend hours paging through that special holiday catalog, indulging our grandest fantasies, taking turns choosing what we wanted from each page. We turned it into a game, making up rules about which page we could choose from, whether or not more than one of us could choose the same item, and how many items we were "allowed" to have on our list. It feels a bit like that as I leaf through the current crop selections. Such dreams! Such hope! Such promise!
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