It's that time of year again.

Three years ago this weekend, we fell in love with the Rhododendron explosion 

as we fell in love with our future home.

Our tree's thankful for its de-vining.

Simple pleasure: sharing seedlings with friends.

Little miracles pop up somewhat unexpectedly.

One group tear-gassed; we're all responsible.

Getting back at it, post-holiday weekend...

The sweet scents have started wafting.

The lilacs are filling out!!

Weekend warriors (Parts II and III).

Cucumbers, tomatoes, and a fresh bed waiting patiently for its new tenants.

Happy birthday to my dear friend.

Memorial Day weekend warriors (Part I).

Hens and chicks propagation

Proudly protecting her plants and plumage.

Seemingly spring non-plussed (don't be fooled!)

May re-imagination inspire our country's return.

Spring just keeps sneaking on in.

Felines offer commentary on weekend lists.

Holding it down (cooly and confidently).

Rule bending makes quarantine more palatable.

Holding it down at the Hopkins'.

Treeing squirrels like it's their job.

The first seedlings make their way.

No matter what, rainbows feel magical.

Amidst the cold, she's a stronghold.

Happy Mother's Day. 

Our feelings regarding snow in May.

Takes her time but always arrives.

(Spring, that is)

When jogging's a crime; lying isn't.

Because we're all in this together.

A teeny tip-of-the-tongue Tuesday for you.

Monday or Tuesday...we've lost track.

#TongueOutMonday is now officially a thing.

The glory of spring's warm days!

(He’s got) Quarantine hair (don’t care).

When your birthday card's wildly popular.