Though sometimes the 'Golden Years' seem more like tarnished brass, they are not the end of adventure. I invite you to follow me as I enjoy my days as a full-time life observer. I'll cover life, travel, food, gardening, whatever crosses my path.
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They are most beautiful. You have a fabulous green thumb.
ReplyDeleteHave a fabulous day and weekend. ♥
Thank you for stopping by!!
DeleteBeautiful hostas, Denise! ♥
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! As plagued as you are with deer, you have beauty in your yard. I'm a big fan of hosta, too. They grow well in my area of New York State. I have at least three different varieties, including one that was supposed to be Guacamole (I bought it half dead at season's end for next to nothing) and never really saw the leaves). I don't think it is Guacamole but I don't care. It's large and has a place of honor in my small shady back yard. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos. ❤️ Warm greetings from a retired lady living in Montreal, Canada ❤️ 😊 🇨🇦
ReplyDeleteWhat beauties, they look lush!
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