It's raining cats and frogs. My hellebores are blooming in the garden, the parsley is green, the epimedium greener. This year's crop of foxgloves has sprouted - already! - and I would like to rake off the mulch to see if the bleeding hearts are up. But it's miserable out there, wet, muddy, and cold.
Ah, March!
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Remembering summer, White Rock beach |
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