This spring has flown by and each new bloom that emerges I slap my knee in dismay that Roses is not yet open. It is a huge garden. Peter and I started it in 2020 on top of the former parking lot. There is so much parking out on this sleepy side of Jefferson and outdoor space was all the rage in the time of contaminated air. It was cathartic to break up …
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