Six more months….
until I can look out my back window and see this….
There’s a mighty fierce wind blowin’ into eastern mass today, and it looks like a storm coming tomorrow. I’m a cool weather gal, but I’m enjoying less and less the bitter cold. There’s something just wrong about teeth chattering, bone wracking cold when merely stepping out onto an enclosed porch. Too much, too soon.
So I sit here an scroll though pics of the 15 plus azaleas that came with this house. Pink, white, dark pink, eyepopping raspberry colors. Plus a few mismatched salmon colored ones thrown in here and there.
Okay-
I still need to get out the wool socks.
