Off Again

Thank you for all your kind wishes. Some of you mentioned my sense of humor. I was a nurse many moons ago, our sense of humor is often the only thing we have left at the end of a shift. It gives us the strength to show up for the next shift come what may. I'm glad I have it as my fall back position because it is very handy right now.

I have got weepy and guess when it was.

What Happened?

One minute I was happily contemplating my garden and the next I was ripped from my wellies and on a 'plane to the big hospital in the city.

How I Became A Gardener

The blogger is sick with a cold. The first one in years. Weakling that I am, I am repeating a post on a special time in my gardening life.

A Never Ending Love Story

An orphan, a dashing Russian prince, a love that spanned the globe and survived war and imprisonment, and a letter which led to a garden.