I am anxious for Spring to come swinging back to town. Thinking about my garden and the things I want to do outside. Reminiscing about the magical things that happen when it's warm and things grow....
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| The chicken who laid this egg must have been in love. |
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| Our pumpkin vine was in love with our Japanese Maple, reaching up to hold it's hand, I mean branch. |
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| The hay we laid down over or grass seed started to sprout! |
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| The view out our kitchen window when our sail shade was up over our patio and Desmond's birthday flags were strung up around the shade. Look at those green leaves... yum |
