Hope Springs Eternal

I’m cold.  It’s 40 degrees outside.  Rainy.  Phil was a little premature in his forecast of spring.  But, I know that soon, it will be hot. 100. Humid. 

Here’s a little stroll of my backyard sanctuary.  Even though I may be cold, my little garden is in heaven.

 
Spinach.
 
 

Letuce.
 

 
Flowers.
 

 
What to wear.
 
 
 
Tomorrow:  Scenes of a Mellow Yellow.


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