This is one passion I share with my mother. Little did I know as I stood by watching her gaze at the small patch of flowers that she planted every year, that one day I would step up to take her place! At the time, I certainly didn't get it, how could a few plants struggling through a beastly hot Kansas sun give one so much pleasure? Now that the big 6-0 is knocking on the door, I completely get it!
I can't believe I just happened to check on your blog today and saw a new entry! Your flowers look great, Grandma must be so happy to see them!
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