Blues
From fifteen degrees to thirty six in twenty four hours.
The last of the blues...
The first garden salads....
And peppers, beautiful peppers still up for auction
The last of the blues...
The first garden salads....
And peppers, beautiful peppers still up for auction
posted by ruth at 2:17 PM
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sometimes my whole being cries out go south...one day I might listen to it...
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