Even though I cant hear them any more , I still hang chimes in the garden its so soothing to watch the wind dance !
Now thats what I call pink ! I didnt think these beauties would survive the frost !
The pink cherry tree I planted in honour of my fellow poets after NYC 2006. The girls call it "pink snow" when the petels fall...Sean calls it a pain in the ---- :)
Sweet Forget-Me-Nots
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