I was peeved and I used you to hear my rants and I typed until I felt better and that was supposed to be Friday's post. At least it was supposed to be Friday's post, if only I had remembered to click Publish.
Not wanting you to feel neglected since I messed up my every day schedule, here, without extraneous verbiage, are the pictures from Grandma's Garden that were to be (with extraneous verbiage) Monday's post.
It's a follow-up to Thursday's post about painting pots for the faculty and staff. (And yes, this is a shameless plug for someone new to The Burrow to jump around and see what we're all about.)
Our scholars are the face of America - immigrants and refugees from Afghanistan and Sudan and all over Central America.
One color per brush, under the umbrella for shade.
I said Smile! and she posed.
Someone created her own quiet space.
He found just the right perch.





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I KNOW THE FONT IS TOO SMALL......