Living On Hold

Gardening here isn’t an option any more, because of the nasty neighbors, so I sneak around just to get the mowing done, and sneak back upstairs.  Not my ideal state.  But anyway, the honeysuckle vines were extremely fragrant, and I caught a glimpse of my flowers blooming.

Ironically, I got my gardening fix at our friend Rex’s, whose garden was in need of  major weeding.  We had a productive afternoon of landscape maintenance, which was actually more like mental health therapy.  The scotch and pizza didn’t hurt, either.  More flower photos to come…

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