It seems like everything in the garden is in a holding pattern. The raspberries are waiting to burst open.
I’m not sure which I like better, chives as food or their flowers to look at. Something about their bright purple blooms screams happiness.
The baby chicks are no longer chicks and are in that awkward teenage stage. And I am waiting patiently for their new home to arrive. I can hardly stand it. Does anyone have a time machine so we can fast forward 60 days?
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