A few weeks ago wild foxgloves erupted everywhere in our neighborhood. We have a patch in our backyard that are six and a half feet tall now. I love all the birds everywhere, and the flowers, and the greenery. When the sun comes out and it warms up, it’s honestly like paradise. But I do get a little SAD by about the middle of winter.
I looooooooooove how green everything is so early in the year. Or when it’s snowing in the passes but the cherry blossoms have erupted in Seattle.
Caveat that every tolerable place on Earth seems a little like Eden when I’m not there.
A few weeks ago wild foxgloves erupted everywhere in our neighborhood. We have a patch in our backyard that are six and a half feet tall now. I love all the birds everywhere, and the flowers, and the greenery. When the sun comes out and it warms up, it’s honestly like paradise. But I do get a little SAD by about the middle of winter.
What’s not to love about 3pm dusk (assuming that the sun even rose every day)??