Is there anything better than a bowl of fresh watermelon in the summertime?
I bought a whole giant watermelon. And then when I got home I remembered Mike doesn’t like watermelon (aka has no soul). Oh well. More for me!
Well, there might be one thing better — roses.
The sweetest woman in my Saturday morning Nia class bought these as a congratulations gift.
And guess what. My taterpot is sprouting. Come on little mints!