Daddy's Little Flower

What better to start blogging about than your own flesh and blood. In April, Julie and I went to Washington DC. While we were in the National Gallery, Abigail posed by some beautiful blue hydrangias.

As a gardener, I've been blessed with a daughter that is drawn to flowers and other plants. Slowly but surely she is learning the names of all the produce we grown in our garden at home and in out community garden lot at Perkins.