The yellow and white clover, along with the odd wild daisy, are blooming in my yard! So no mowing for another week or two.
I can sit in Grandma’s Hootch and drink tea while looking at pretty flowers and the lake. It reminds me of a little mountain valley.
All the while knowing that in 10 or twelve weeks it will all be covered in snow again.


Oh yeah the bees go nuts over my swarp rose.
Man, they do love those things don’t they.