Because They Are Pretty
We are entering spring in Minnesota. At least for the moment, one can never tell here. I've spent some time the last week or so thinking about the state of the world, about how one day in Ukraine life was as it had been the day before and the day before and before. Then it collapsed. Just like that. There is no anticipation of spring for them.
2 comments:
Those can't be from the garden yet, can they? I'm focusing on the flowers because it's so depressing to think about Ukraine. :-(
No, they are from last year. I needed something pretty, for the same reason.
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