Saturday I had to work at the plant sale fundraiser for my community garden. It was raining and cold so I dug my long underwear out of the Attic-Bound for Summer Woolies Bag (ABSWB). Two seaters and wool mitts over gardening gloves and I was still cold. Finally, I gave up on all vanity and wrapped up in my emergency space blanket. Classy.
Sunday the sun came out. And the trees exploded.
This smells as lush as it looks.
I was going to try and think of something poetic to say about this, but I think I will just to go back outside now.
