I'm one of those irritating people that was pleasantly surprised to wake on the tail end of March and discover 12 inches of fresh powder. Come on, it was down-right beautiful. If you wonder why I am so ga-ga over the bark of trees, take a gander at this crape myrtle below. Its' bark shines through the dusting of last night's snow.
Look what a wee bit of color can do in the garden. We're going to get this weather, so we might as well enjoy it. I haven't drunk the kool-aid for those whom are wondering. I am greatly anticipating the day that I can cut some roses and lady's mantle and make a summer bouquet.
Cheers to you,
Laura
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