my grandpa would come to pick them. But this year he's not feeling well, he just keeps getting slower and older. :(
When mom was picking she noticed there were two branches that had touched the ground and begun to take root. So I helped her plant them in a pot.
Hopefully the next time you see me, my post will be my visit to Marlowe.
This is me trying to wait patiently to hear back from him. I hope it's soon.
Grr-bye for now,