When the Day is a 12

Yesterday, my cousin Lynn noted that the day was so fine that it surely must be a 12, surpassing 10 and even 11. (Take that, Spinal Tap!) And so it was. Today seems to be following in yesterday’s footsteps with a day so lovely and warm—but not too warm—that you would like to tuck it in reserve to be used on a bitter day in, say, March, when all hope seems to be gone.

We are more than half-way through June, and so far it’s been a pretty good one. We’ve had a nearly perfect mixture of rainy and sunny days, and the gardens seem to be bursting with joy.

To celebrate this 12 kind of day, here are some pictures from the gardens at the little house in the big woods. May we have many more days like this!

My favorite flower
My favorite flower
And yet another!
And yet another!
Rocks and water
Dwarf snapdragons
Dwarf snapdragons

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