Daily Archives: January 23, 2018

On my patio sits a old bug-eaten, weather-worn, gnarled geranium. No telling how long it has been there, or who planted it. It sits in a small flower box against the back fence. I vow to replace it every time I look at it. This morning, I took a walk around the patio, making aContinue reading “SATURDAY IN MOUGINS – January 20, 2018”