
When my husband and I bought our first house in Wyoming, we bought the wheelbarrow, too. I was so proud - I had a house with purple window boxes and a red wheelbarrow. Surely that made me a grownup.
The wheelbarrow came with us when we moved back to Connecticut and it is one of my prize possessions, an old friend for 12 years.
Hi Martha, I am loving your blog and your daily pics - you are giving us a great insight to your world. Thanks for sharing.
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