Monday, November 2, 2020

Hope


Nothing says hope for the future like planting fall bulbs.  Especially this year, looking into the tunnel of a long, dark, uncertain winter.

Spring seems like a lifetime away. I don't take anything for granted these days, and I can't assume we'll be here to see these tulips and daffodils next April. But I know someone will.

Each day is a gift, as they say.  And quite "lengthy" presents they are!

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