When I was 4, I insisted my mom help me plant radishes in the small garden between our house and driveway.  Why?  Because I loved Fraggle Rock.  I don’t think I had ever eaten a radish, but I HAD to plant them because I fully believed that fraggles lived in the knot hole of the wood floor under my dresser.

When I checked my RSS feed reader this afternoon, I came across a new post on radishes at Kateinthekitchen.com.  I was reminded of my first gardening memory, and the “dance your cares away” message of Jim Henson’s Fraggle Rock. 

Unfortunately, tonight, my dancing was too embarrassing for the 2 year-old… so I walked my cares away.  Totally worth it, despite the heat/humidity.  What’s your go-to?  Do you dance your cares away?  Cook your cares away?  Sing your cares away?