Pulling up to the gate I sighed. My husband took my hand and asked, "To much to soon?"
Sighing I said, "She planted all of this from seeds months ago if we don't get started we can lose all of it. But first let's look around."
"Angie it is ten acres plus five greenhouses," he said. "You said a lot of the ground plants she threw the seeds out as you were walking. Could it have survived?"
"Yeah," I said. "Grandma was the queen of chaos gardening."
"Is anyone else coming out here?" He asked.
I gave a snort and said, "No. When she was dying she told them I get it all. They left and never came back."
He pulled up to her cabin and walked around to open the door. I stepped into the sun and looked around as I said, "You can smell all the vegetables, fruit and herbs she planted. I am going to have to compost a lot of plants so the land doesn't go to shit."
Putting a arm around my waist he said, "well I guess we better see what we are working with."
We walked to the front door and Charles opened it for me. The smell coming from inside hit me and he took my hand and said, You got this babe."
Opening my eyes I said, "This is her legacy. I cannot let her down."
Looking around I walked to the pantry and opened it up. The shelves were almost bare and after checking the freezer's I saw they were bare as well. In the center of the room even the work bench was bare.
Charles asked, "Angie, where are all the jars and supplies she had?"
We went to the kitchen and sat down. In the center of the table was a box and letter on the table. The letter was simply labeled Angie.
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