In case you missed me, I’ve been deep into both gardening and Pesach mode, thus any interludes of silence. Seedlings to be upsized, superior charoset to be made, etc.  We are the champions of charoset!  No contest.

Not to worry, new flowers keep appearing whether they get photographed or not. The tall irises are blooming! Pesach in the north was never this flowery.

Well, back in I go.  To next year in a just world.