Recounting the few items that will silhouette my year’s end festivities. May your year-end celebrations be merry and bright as you do December your way.
I want to show you my lovely Tibouchina that's blooming alongside the black-eyed Susans. My fave colors in the yard. Oh yes, and an invented poetry form called Octelle. Hope you enjoy the poem. Happy Summering.
I grew up believing that bells are a reminder to spread goodwill. All bells. Did you hear any bells growing up? Did they go unnoticed, or did they symbolize something particular to you? What about last year? Did you hear the bells at year-end? In my area, no bells rang on New Year's Eve.