winter


the yard feels like an abandoned place. dead leaves carpet the ground










and the lair has been put to bed for the season. 

 but there are tulips coming up












and iris about to bloom
 and we’ve already tasted collard greens with plenty more to come.

the chinese guard stands watch

our prayers have been sent








and the window boxes have been abandoned. almost…


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