Last night, I picked my first zinnia bouquet of the season.
Gardening has taught me more about patience than anything else and this point in the summer, when there is an abundance of fresh produce to enjoy, is always lovely. The days are sunny and long and it feels as if summer might very well last forever. This won’t be the case of course; the zinnia season is as fleeting as any other. But while it lasts, it’s so very charming.
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