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Long, long ago, in a land far away, a little clan of cave dwellers, known
as Pitt-People, roamed a network of tunnels that snaked across the valley.
The Pitt-People were quiet, shy little creatures who spent their days
mining the smooth, alabaster clay that their leader, Gram Pitt, had
developed a patent on. She named her find "Pitt Run" and spent months
perfecting the sensuous, silky texture that she would then mold into
beautiful works of art.

Now Gram Pitt had many hidden talents (though cooking wasn't one of them,
if you asked poor Granpa George Pitt). Come to think of it, she wasn't
much good at cleaning or ironing or government work either...but I digress.
There was one thing…

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About

Long, long ago, in a land far away, a little clan of cave dwellers, known
as Pitt-People, roamed a network of tunnels that snaked across the valley.
The Pitt-People were quiet, shy little creatures who spent their days
mining the smooth, alabaster clay that their leader, Gram Pitt, had
developed a patent on. She named her find "Pitt Run" and spent months
perfecting the sensuous, silky texture that she would then mold into
beautiful works of art.

Now Gram Pitt had many hidden talents (though cooking wasn't one of them,
if you asked poor Granpa George Pitt). Come to think of it, she wasn't
much good at cleaning or ironing or government work either...but I digress.
There was one thing that Grammy Pitt excelled at, and that was tole
painting. That old gal could dress up an old tin can with just a paint
brush and a couple jars of paint and make it look like it was a Picasso!

Another thing Gram Pitt loved was gardening. Her green thumb wasn't just
from dipping it in the paint! One day, after a hard day of digging in the
garden, old Granpa George came hobbling up to the porch and took a seat
next to Gram, just to set a spell. Gram was rocking back and forth,
painting her tin can, when all of a sudden she asked old Granpa George,
"George, where'd you plant the peas this year"? Well, old Granpa George
sat a little longer, staring out at the beautiful, rich rows of dirt,
pondering. "Now where did I put those confounded peas" he mused...

Well, he thought and thought. "Come to think of it George, where are the
onions and the squash?" asked old Gram as she rocked slowly on...By now
George was in a sweat! He couldn't remember which row was which!!! "Oh
Gram", he cried, "I forgot to mark the garden this year. Now we'll never
know 'til it all starts to grow, and then it'll be a real mess" moaned
Granpa.

But wise old Gram just smiled as she tossed away her old tin can and
grabbed one of her smooth, alabaster discs. After a few short, colorful
strokes of her brush Gram held up the most beautiful garden marker anyone
could imagine. It had pretty, plump tomatoes painted on it, and they were
just smiling away, just like they were happy to be ahangin' on the vine!
"Don't worry Georgie", smiled Gram happily, "I'll make up a marker for
every one of your rows of delicious vegetables and flowers, and you'll
never have to guess again!"

And so the legend was born. Pitt-People from all around came to admire
Gram and Gramp's garden, not only for the lush, bountiful harvest it
provided, but also for the beautiful, tranquil markers, wind chimes,
stepping stones and garden art found there as well.

Now you too can share in the beautiful tranquility of Gram's Garden. Just
proceed to my booth for a small sample of the many one-of-a-kind
Garden Art that Grams provides.

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