IT MIGHT AS WELL BE SPRING

 Gentle Readers . . .  and Maxwell,

I cut all the frozen, dead leaves from Phil, and he welcomed spring with signs of new life.

I put the plant my daughter-in-law, K, gave to me in a Princess-approved pot.

We have a spot on the side of the front yard where we've managed to grow some plants and flowers.

Our drought continues. We have water restrictions, so I limit my plants and flowers to a couple of drinks a week. We've had gray, cloudy days of late, but rain is limited to brief strings of spitting. 

Princess and I thought this box looked surprised to be in a recycling bin. Perhaps it hoped to become a permanent member of the household where it was delivered.

Infinities of love,

Janie Junebug