The Forgiveness of the Yard, January Blooms and a New Camera Lens, Oh My!
Our January blooms are sprawling wildly, bursting with color, ignoring the season, crowding each other and competing for Most Beautiful.
Our January blooms are sprawling wildly, bursting with color, ignoring the season, crowding each other and competing for Most Beautiful.
My Mom always hated January. Too cold. Too damp. Too boring. This is the first post in a series: January Dreaming.
