I will be back in Missouri in two weeks. That sounds so odd today. We have been at our home in Arizona since the end
I have been blessed to enjoy such beautiful spaces with my husband.
So here is to 2019—the year we can start relaxing (I hope).
All these named and unnamed plants live in our screen porch or on our deck in the spring, summer, and early autumn, before the frost. I knew that this year would be our last with them all.
I have not forgotten my humble beginnings. I have not forgotten the bad stuff, and found my way out. I have not forgotten who I am. I am grateful beyond words.
I am looking forward to the new chapters in my life. The book is not finished.