Is it spring? Is it fall? Today feels like fall. A cool front and rain rolled in last night and the temperature dropped. It’s a dark, wet morning. Nemo decided it was a good morning for more snoozing and, indeed, it is.
Yesterday, my handy little garden kneeler and I went to the front flower bed and planted Mother’s Day flowers and seeds. The rain is welcome on these beginners. I have more seeds yet to get in the ground, but not today. I saw a squirrel eying my handiwork and shooed him back up the crepe myrtle. Sad to say, he does not give up easily, so I’m trying to think of ways to keep him from digging up my handiwork.
Isn’t it great that a tiny seed knows just what to do when put into the soil and given water and sunshine? It’s miraculous, to me, and I never tire of seeing springtime blooms.
Cuddled and snuggled under the snow, a season of secrets was ready to grow!
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