About the time Captain passed, I was pruning my shrubs. Yes, it was December, but December in the South. I took a handful of the cuttings and stuck them in the ground near his grave. When spring arrived the only thing that could be seen was dry twigs peeking through overgrown grass. Finally, having enough of the eyesore I decided to clear the whole mess out. In the middle of clipping I saw, to my surprise, this lone bloom. It reminded me of rebirth and new beginnings, and gave me comfort.
Did anyone else see this article? I found it fascinating and hopefully helpful to folks with Covid or breathing issues.
For those on blogger, what do you think about the new setup? I think it will be fine when I get acclimated. Right now it's taking me forever to set up posts.
Thanks to Jacqui Murray for the shout out.