This poinsettia is going gangbusters. I have watered it since Christmas and it keeps growing. It seems to really like it in the greenhouse. I love the pop of red. It's sitting on my brother's baby chair. His birthday is Wednesday, tax day.
Sweet picture of Oreo watches over me as I putter around in there. Gail had that painted for me when he passed away. I will treasure it always. And one day, I will see him again. I think of Sherri and her beloved Tallulah Mae. I pray they are reunited.
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