Saturday, June 22, 2024

Green Yards of Arnie

November 18, 1965
We're getting our fairy tales crossed today.

This godmother has a wand, but neither wings nor floaty crowny things.

Even green is pushing it for me.

We have vines that grow everywhere that I have to trim and cut back. It's weird how I can completely cut the vines apart, yet they keep growing. Nature cannot be tamed.