I’ve been interested in digging in the dirt for a lo-o-o-ong time. Here you see me with dirty hands (no gloves – I’m still bad about remembering to put them on). And droopy drawers (I’ve gotten past that, thank heavens), shovel in hand and ready to work. I was helping my Daddy in the yard at about the age of 2. Notice the dirt around my mouth? My Mom says I was eating dirt! I’ve gotten over that habit since then, too. Fun to look back at old pictures, huh?