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We garden where it’s high and oh so dry…where the deer and the buffalo roam.

Dee, Indy, pals out there? You awake? I am late to posting today. I've been out of town, in Seattle and the Skagit Valley, taking in the luscious greenery that is the Pacific Northwest. Never mind the 60 mph howling winds that bent the tulips...

April 3, Saturday Awake a good part of the night while the rains pounded out their beat on the roof. Brunch at the 5 Spot on Queen Anne. A lovely visit to the Frye Art Museum and as important, their gift shop. A stroll through the...

April 2. Our adventure to the Skagit Valley was conducted in 50 MPH winds. Roof almost ripped off the greenhouse at Christianson's Nursery in La Connor. Winds howling as we tried to get out and photograph the tulip fields. Thought we could ride out the...

Tip toe, through the tulips! Off to Skagit Valley to see the glory that is Tulip Festival. Your roving reporter will be checking in on a daily basis. Someone keep an eye on the boys for me, alright? ...

I dug this out today, dusted it off, and think I'll keep it handy for wildflower walks this year: First published, 1915. Had my MIL's name and the year, 1958 inscribed. ...

I'll just sum it up by saying, last night, at this time, it was 63 and I was outside pruning roses in the warm evening air. Today, rain, pounding rain, even noisier hail, and snow. The snow and the hail were coming at us sideways. Out...

Carol? Dee? Are you in the garden? My apricot tree is blooming and hope springs eternal in my heart. Hope springs. Eternal. In my heart. My head. Where ever. It is not here and not now. It is snowing on my apricot tree - fussing...