We've been getting a tremendous amount of rain this week (thankfully! as we need it), and my garden is one happy place to be.
Tomorrow is St. Patrick's day, and yes, they still dye the Chicago river green in my home town.
Yesterday, as I was working away on a project at my desk, it was pouring out and yet the sun was shining brightly. I recall that Irish myth of finding a leprechaun at the end of the rainbow, standing next to a pot of gold.
So much transitioning around me; I'm waiting for that pot of gold to emerge. Or is it right under my nose?
I'll keep you posted.
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