When staying at my grandparents' house in Texas, I took in some of the balmier winter weather, and sat in their backyard garden. Even before they moved to Texas, they kept a beautiful vegetable and flower garden--their pride and joy. We ate from their Needham tomato vines, and drank in the impatients blossoms sipping lemonade in the humid New England summers. Things haven't changed much, except now they have a lemon tree!
