Now, my dears, it’s late and I am going to be dozing off in just the twinkling of an eye.
But I’ll tell you, it was like magic to walk down the pathway to my plot and realize the spires of color standing in rows were my very own snapdragons – and it was a darn good thing I brought two buckets.
And that’s a sweet dream for us all, on this rainy summer night.

And there’s nothing much better than rows of snapdragons, especially your own! Love you, Brenna.