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… Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.