Morning Glories, I love them. But I find them very hard to grow in Michigan. They aren’t reliable. I can’t depend on them. Obviously this isn’t true of other places, as you will see by following the links below. One year they took over the porch, even latching onto my porch swing. They were so thick they were like a wall […]
Good night’s sleep, purple porch swing, coffee in my favorite mug. Cool breeze, Morning Glory blooming, half-mile walk, birds singing. Black-Eyed Susan at prime, lime-green Hydrangeas. Morning cereal covered with large, plump, sweet blueberries picked by hand by Ken & Janet at the Blueberry Farm. Affirming comments on my blog, interesting work awaits, supper with friends. Joy.