November 20, 2008
While on one of our regular walks around the city, we often pass this garden p patch but it has always been locked. A few days ago, just as we were walking by, an older man was going in with large boards slung over his shoulder. We stopped to hold the gate for him and of course, followed him right on in.
The gardeners who were tending their plots were all older adults (70ish?) and it became apparent that it was a private setting. They did tolerate our wanderings and on the way out, one woman asked us who we were and where we were from. We had another one of our famous broken Italian chats and all left smiling.
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