I look for myself but find no one. I belong to the chrysanthemum hour of bright flowers placed in tall vases. I should make an ornament of my soul. Fernando Pessoa
A Closer Look at Celia Thaxter's Garden
In my last post, we took a wide-angle look at the Celia Thaxter garden in Prescott Park. This time, I thought we'd slow down and wander...
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It's the end of July and all my lupines have gone to seed. I collected the dry seed pods on a nice sunny day. Getting the seeds out of t... -
Road trips by nature necessitate the need for pit stops along the way. My family has taken many road trips over the years, so we've visi...