That’s right.
It was 70 for Christmas Eve and this morning I woke up to snow. Thank you global warming…NOT.
I moved my geraniums out and hopefully managed to save them in time and bring them back in. I don’t know if they’ll have made it.
In the meantime, the bulbs are managing to come out for everyone else. For me? Well, I have Kasia. Put a fence around an area with hyacinth bulbs has proved to be like waving a red flag in front of Kasia…she adores going in there and making a mess. Jim approves, as he doesn’t care for my favorite Easter flower.
I guess it’ll be 80 for Easter.
thereisnosanityclause 