There are some flowers that means spring to me more than others. Ranunculus. They are like sweet layered cakes of promise of a brighter more colorful time to come. I greet them with pleasure and I am thankful that days are finally longer, the birds are singing and it is time to get out of the wool socks and step into some sandals. And this …
Spring! You are wanted!
Gardensituation: Ice cold winds and a frozen brown cake of oakleaves that refuse to give in to my rake. I love the natural colors of earth but NOW I need color. No more white snow, no more brown dirt, no more grey melted snow/asphaltmix. I need color! Solution: A sunday night drawing! Keeps the spirit up a little longer in the waiting for the …