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[[stamped]]Aug -1 1924[[/stamped]]

Foxcroft.
Boone Mill, Va.

My inspiration does not wait for the gardening season for I have plants that abide with me throughout the year, they are beautiful and fragrant and are a source of pleasure at all times, Ipossess the growers gift and the way my plants thrive and bloom is marvelous, and for the care bestowed upon them with lavish hand I am repaid a hundred fold during the year through the winter months especially.

One entire length of my Dining room is set apart for my flowers three windows in a row furnish light and air while a fireplace in which a wood fire is kept burning day and night gives them warmth.

I let the taller ones reach the ceiling before I top them and when busy among them,althoug [[strikethrough]]t[[/strikethrough]] [[insertion]]h[[/insertion]] I have passed the fiftieth mile stone along lifes journey [[insertion]],[[/insertion]] I indulge again in the rhapsodies of youth, ^[[insertion]]my[[/insertion]] vegetable garden likewise is a place of enchantment to me.

I simply revel in the tilling of the soil as well as gathering the products. I am planning a flower garden and if my efforts prove successful I shall transform a certain little ugly plot of land into a Veritable Ardath.

[[signature]]Mrs. C. H. Wright[[/signature]]