I have been quiet. I know. It happens.
Yesterday was my birthday – and I got a new camera (and ice cream cake)! I go out now to take pictures and look forward to sharing more exciting garden updates!
Cameras often equal chatter.
Back to add things soon!
(I’m now 27, for those of you wondering.)
Happy Twenty-seventh birthday to you! *bear hug*
You’re ancient!
Indeed.
Soon I will be an old, unmarried hag. I will move into the spooky Victorian house on the corner and live there with an army of cats. They will creep out in the dark and carry stories and poems back to me; which I will record in ink made with blood and fate into books stitched together with silk thread and starlight.