To feed my undeniable hunger I have been perusing through pictures from last spring. What a difference a season or two makes! Is that my garden?
The snow hasn't completely left my garden. But a girl can dream, right.......
Gardening is a kind of disease. It infects you, you cannot escape it. When you go visiting, your eyes rove about the garden; you interrupt the serious cocktail drinking because of an irresistible impulse to get up and pull a weed. ~Lewis Gannit
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