The letter G
A small middle-class cottage that once belonged to a stonemason. Huge wall and gateway that don't quite fit the rest of the property.
The gardner here has stuffed plants into every possible inch of soil.
Love the morning light behind it.
My geranium. ;-)
Kyle's toy. ;-)
Extra long fingers with open ends so I can push them back and be dexterous.
(The men's room had only 2 stalls, but even that was a help. And then, some of us old cowgirls knew how to use the urinals, so that relieved the pressure a bit as well.)
LG and I went to the Sisters Quilt Show, so when Q comes around, I - am - set!