Hellebore in the garden, they don’t mind the frost. With heads bowed they adjust their sails.
Hellebore in the garden, they don’t mind the frost. With heads bowed they adjust their sails.
On one of my walks with Gaiter last week we came across a row of Maples that had been tapped by the local first graders. Sweet on so many levels. Nothing like real maple syrup and it’s nice to know kids still get to see where it comes from.