And I keep my promises. These grow at the end of my alley, and I’m tempted to dig some up, divide them, and plant some in my yard, but I don’t know the people who they belong to, and truth be told (though most don’t believe me), I’m rather shy. Perhaps a midnight caper is in order…


Lafayette, Colorado.

Quote of the day: “With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?” — Oscar Wilde

Daily gratitudes:
Small steps to recover the garden
A visit from Kelsea
Letting the cashier at Walmart rant because people are rude