Only two more weeks till we go back up to Mendocino for a few days of getaway time. I'm counting the days. August is when the dahlias, fuschias, begonias and heather all all blooming like crazy at the MCBG.
After that we have no vacation plans until October, when we go to Ashland for a week at the High Street Cottage.
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We are both feeling so much in limbo but this too will pass. Isn't it strange though how time flies when you want it to slow down, and it drags on when you want it to speed up?