Sometimes the deepest thoughts travel through my head.
If my Mom had named me Cookie instead of Suzanne, how different would my life be?
Tell me you haven’t thought the same thing.
And surely, you all want to see our baby Magnolia trees. My lawn guy planted them for me a few months back. My lawn guy has a name, but I love calling him ‘my lawn guy’.
We had two palms there before, one died, the other one committed suicide out of sheer sadness.
And people think trees are unfeeling? I beg to differ.
Anyhoo, I love these little magnolia trees. They bloom repeatedly.
The coach had one comment about them: Could we have found smaller ones?
They are all of 4 feet tall. By the time they are towering, I will be only ashes, my lawn guy as well.
Enjoy YOUR day!