This gives new meaning to the phrase “a secret garden,” doesn’t it?
Somewhere beneath three feet of snow a lovely flagstone path leads to these purple chairs.
It’s up to you to find it.
Or you can be like me and just wait for April sunshine to reveal all.
Either way, you’ll need warm boots.
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Almost there, Faith! You got this ❤
Thanks, Angie! You made me laugh. And I hereby promise: No more posts about this endless winter.
Oh I’m glad for the laugh! And do continue posting as much as is needed to weather this winter because that gives me permission to post as much as I need come August and 120+ degrees 🙂 (And your pictures really are lovely.)
That’s a deal. We live in a such a diverse country. Meeting folks from Oklahoma to Maine has been one of the fun things about doing this blog, and it makes me realize there is no perfect climate, only places we love in spite of the weather.
Amen, sista!