Catchin these firefly memories while they're fresh.
My blog is like a mason jar with breathing holes cut in the lid.
Our first flowers grown here in our home. I picked zinnias because it's what me and granny grew together when I lived with her :)
Sarah helped plant so she's been eyein em' everyday. Nothin amazes a child like watchin their garden grow... <3
Sweet sweet sweet.... And no silver bells! I love it
ReplyDeletethe neighbors pool flooded our yard and burnt up the zinnia garden!!! :/
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