A brilliantly-colored dark pink and purple fuchsia blossom You would think that by the time a person reaches my age, she would not be surprised by the passing of time, yet I find myself nearly constantly amazed that a certain amount of time has passed--whether that be a week, month, year, or couple of decades. Earlier this year, I planted a garden. Yesterday I harvested my first strawberry. Earlier this year, I also planted fuchsia starts, and now the flowers are blooming. How is that possible? (And why am I surprised?) Sometime around the turn of the century (and it still seems strange to use that phrase about the year 2000), we bought a circa 1935 dresser. It needed some TLC, but had a cool curvy front. This past week, I finally got around to applying some Restor-A-Finish and Feed-N-Wax, and now the dresser still looks old, but not dilapidated. I still need to apply some hide glue to some loose pieces, but I'm counting progress as a win. For as long as I can remember, I've be
Beautiful Roses.. and I can almost smell the Lilac over here..... love that smell.
ReplyDeleteThankful for those pictures, over here it will take a while before I can smell and see them for real.
Wow! These are gorgeous. We really will have to add your place to our "must see" gardens list :-)
ReplyDeleteThese are just beautiful! Thanks for stopping by my blog and I am looking forward to following yours...it is just wonderful!
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