And about time too, as garden show season is just about upon us and you can never go to too many garden shows. I told Pat that this year I will maintain a semblance of restraint in my search for yard ornamentation. I know there is a line out there someplace between just enough and some family member calling the hoarders hotline. I think I am still safely in the not-enough-stuff category. I can always find room for the art that calls my name.
Katie and Sean brought the grandkids to visit for a week during the holidays. That was fun. I never thought I would turn into “that “kind of grandfather. You know, the one who has a bazillion pictures of the worlds cutest babies, but I have. The other grandparents at work sit around sharing pictures with each other. My ipod now contains pics of the grandkids.
We finally got some snow and am I glad. Until the snow came I had to fight the urge to rake the yard and order sweet peet. Wisdom in the form of Pat’s voice prevailed. The rakes stayed in the garage. I ordered fire wood instead
Welcome to Cleveland in the winter girls