When seasons collide: the punkin is a husk and dry as a pharaoh.
Gourds make fabulous vases. Fill them with water and insert flowers. Email me for details: [email protected]
Forsythia flames me: Get to it! If you’re a gardener, early spring yellow means: WORK
The Holler is awash in yellow. Bossy daffodil blooms hound me to hustle and grab a rake. I’ve got a shovel on my shoulder. I’ve got one hand on the pruners in my pocket, and the other one is giving a peace sign.
When we first moved to the Holler, there wasn’t a daffy along this fenceline. There are knee impressions (mine) all along the line.
