Today I'm hitting the stacks in search of garden layouts which should have been book-marked earlier with yellow stickies but weren't, and memory fades so quickly. Perhaps I should tear and file in folders, scan and save in albums, pick and Pinterest, yet I stubbornly cling to the folded and creased page of the late-night magazine which can be slipped under the pillow as sleep approaches without any fanfare, and in the morning all is forgotten. This year, I keep promising myself, will be different, more organized and more focused; yet, urgency can be delayed for another couple of months. Yes, this can all wait until spring-cleaning demands it.
imagecourtesymysecretgarden.tumblr It's (almost) all a dream, until reality comes knocking-- in the guise of an unstoppable horde or deer or rabbits or voles or moles . . . Vigilance!!
VT (for all of my design-obsessed peeps): VT 11.9.13 : imagecourtesymysecretgarden.tumblr It's (almost) all a dream, until reality comes knocking-- in the guise of an unstoppable horde ...
VT (for all of my design-obsessed peeps): VT 10.9.13 : imagecourtesynotesondesign.tumblr A quick walk through the aisles at the big-box's nursery would have anyone believing that summer ...
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