A little something fresh for the front door.
We spent the weekend doing garden cleanup. Ouch! I am so sore. I need to move more. I really feel it, but all the flower beds are cleaned and fertilized.
I have had such a hard time because my Bitty was my garden kitty. He followed me around and would roll and play, jump out when I least expected it. It just felt too darn quiet. The wind would blow a leaf and I would turn, looking for my buddy....