Azaleas
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Lily of the Valley
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Tulip
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Oh really?

Why is it that three day weekends are never long enough?

I finished three books this weekend, yet still I wish I had another day off. Probably because I did nothing to the garden this weekend, and with temps already in the 80s, it’s going to be hot when I do get to it.

Of course the nice thing about having an established garden is that I’ve plenty of perennials to come up on their own, and the soil has been worked enough to make things easy on me, so it’s not difficult to weed, just time consuming.

Perhaps one evening this week I’ll work in the garden, but since I have fresh rhubarb and need to make something with it–probably not.

The best part about early spring bulbs is they come up with absolutely no effort on my part.

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Bleeding hearts coming up are creepy looking. That’s all there is to it.
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House across the street has some nice icicles.

What happens when Grandmom is gone and we are on vacation:

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Took the plow three tries to get up the hill, and they ended up losing the chains on at least one of the rear wheels in the process.

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Night pictures were taken by Michael; I’d gone to bed.

And it’s still snowing…
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It rained most of the afternoon, until about six.

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