Every year, I entertain fantasies of an abundant urban homestead.
I envision crowds of smiling friends and neighbors dancing with glee in a circle around me as we celebrate the record-breaking size of my harvest...
...Okay so I only have 32 square feet of garden space
(imagine a king sized bed and you've actually imagined too big).
They say there is some power to positive thinking.
So here I go again barreling into another spring with dozens of seed packets and a dream.
Hundreds of blueberries WILL pop off of each of my three bushes.
There WILL be a pumpkin the size of a compact car begging me to make a pie.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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