As far back as I can remember I have loved pretty things around me. I started gardening later in my life but have a vivid memory of my Grandmothers flower garden.... full of color and life.... Roses, Mums, and Dahlias....Always fresh cut flowers on the coffee table... or cut flowers for friends we were to visit. Kindergarten and family photos taken in front of the roses.
I must get the garden gene from my Grandmother...
