This ship wreck has almost survived being covered in snow and ice for four month on our terrace.
In our living room the exotic plants are having a feast, growing totally out of control.
The hiker girls have been out all year, come snow, come rain. Now the masculine gender also is out of winter lair hibernate.Turid made great effort stopping this dog/calf from intruding our coffee rest zone. She easily controls any male creation.
No blue tulips, but daffodils and primroses in my garden.
I admit; I have not fulfilled spring cleaning yet. The windows of the terrace doors are misty from salty winter storms and rain. Serina's terrace-refrigerator decorations, made in oil on metal 10 years ago, are still vivid in their colors.
Originated by MaryT, check hers for today