It was 73 degrees here yesterday.
After finishing school yesterday, Samuel & I went out to the backyard yesterday, and had a blast. We even got on the trampoline together, and laughed & laughed. My across the street neighbor just sat there and watched us. Probably laughing at me jumping on that trampoline in my dress.
Once again, I can't wait to get my hands in the dirt. I saw my bleeding hearts popping out of the ground! Oh, I can't wait.
I spend a small fortune on flowers for the house. But they are oh so worth it. It just looks so pretty. I love to drive up to my house, and see the pretty colors as I park.
Growing up, my dad created an English garden in our front yard every year. People would slow down when they drove by, just to look at it. Some people actually stopped & got out to look at it, and sometimes, even knock on the door to ask questions. And the back yard was a mini farm. He grew more fruits & vegetables then anyone I ever met. (I can't grow veggies. John does that.)
Yes, I grew up with beauty and color. And though I am not as good as my dad, I will still try.
And I can't wait.