I should be packing. We are heading up north for the weekend, but instead of assembling my shoes, shirts and socks, I have gathered some roses, snapdragons and lantana. Can you blame me?
Long ago Dan said that my Native American name would be "Travels With Flowers." I just can't leave a beautiful (and perishable) thing behind. So now that I have made some bouquets fresh from the garden, I can concentrate on the more mundane items on my list, like my laptop, camera, phone and chargers. I'm packing it all up so that I can bring you delight on the road...
Now, who wants to pack the cooler?