OMG...it took me an hour to post this lil' diddy...what is going on out there in our virtual world...anyway, while the South is freezing, we are up to our eyeballs in beautiful Iowa landscape, dead in the middle of winter, but undaunted, us hardy Northuners move into it with the knowledge that...it is what it is...there it is again, my new mantra. We can't change it, it's winter, it comes every year...but...
...the winter blues can be delightful, as this basket of flow blue plates shows...
...a basket full of knobs, is visually blah, 'cept to the eye of a junker...it's a harvest of posies and jewels to a seasoned eye...
...and more dreams of summer of birds and begonias fill our days...
...and rust, sweet rust, doesn't get any better'n this, as my winter blahs are sweetened by the things I love...Junk and Sister's Garden and Bloom...
