I am planting blue flowers for the spring in memory of my daddy.
I have faith in the future despite the moody climate.
There will be beautiful blue to greet me when this winter ends.
I look forward to a new beginning. My daddy’s love will be there.
I have put these Muscari azureum bulbs in a protective basket (suet feeder).
Some bulbs seem to disappear here. I also surround bulbs with lava rocks for protection.
Notice the satellite cable encircled with rods and an orange chopstick.
Nothing is safe from my shovel. I mark bulbs with swizzle sticks the color of the future flowers.
Looking forward to a beautiful spring.
Keep the faith.
Flow
floweralley 
They will be beautiful in the spring. I remember you Dad and his model airplanes, they were works of art. Where are they now? Stay safe and well.
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He has a tiny airport hanging from the basement rafters. They are all there. We miss him so very much. Thank you for remembering and commenting. Stay safe , also.
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Spring will bring happy memories of your father.
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Yes. We are healing. Thank you.
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This will bring good memories
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