I filled magenta glass cups with pink roses for the dining room table to celebrate Renee's birthday two days ago. And while walking yesterday afternoon, I spotted a holly bush sagging under the weight of brilliant red berries. Today, I saw a blooming forsythia bush! I am not kidding. Since when is the delicate yellow forsythia a Christmas flower? 
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Dry Spells
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