I am dreaming of my spring garden. We've had mountains of snow and very cold temperatures this winter. Now, I like white as much as the next person, but I feel I am getting permanent snow blindness.
Poor Zoe, the dog is developing a belly from not walking and the look on her face when I open the door for her to go when it is below zero is classic.
So here is my imaginary garden as it pushed through the ground.
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