Like a magnet, the garden was pulling me. I spent the morning… and felt I made some progress. “Spring” brings weeds to pull, old leaves and pine needles to rake, patio to sweep, and plants to water. Sadly, many of my plants show no sign of recovery from the hard freeze. ~~ I sat on my patio reading Stick a Geranium in Your Hat, with an occasional eye on the Bluebirds and a squirrel on a bird feeder. Also: reminiscing about fond times with the dear friend who gave me the book, Janice Filbrun.