I think our first round of winter is ending. The kids were getting their last runs down the sledding hill late this afternoon.
The orchids are trying hard to make things nice in the Old Bat Cave. It’s not easy for them. It’s under 60°, and the humidity hovers around 25% on the window ledges where they live. I spent a couple of hours giving them some TLC.
I am turning into my grandmother. Except, with her, it was African violets.