In fits and starts the air is feeling warmer and the garden is starting to rub the sleep out of her eyes. Marguerite and I ventured to our favorite nursery yesterday to score cyclamen ground cover for under the bleeding hearts. We took the long way home to drive through the electric yellow daffodil fields of the Skagit Valley.
"Beautiful lellow flowers mama. So many. Can I please have some for my own self?"
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