This really can’t count as a favorite photo of the week, because I haven’t posted one in weeks. It is, however one of my favorites from this week. I love Zinnias. They are so happy and dependable. Chris and I planted a row of these when he planted the summer vegetable garden. I still remember us sprinkling the delicate seeds into the rocky farm soil we inherited on this land. It was nearly dark and we planted them by flashlight just before an evening walk. Now, they stand as beacons of hope on the edge of the withering garden. I can almost hear them giggling sometimes, as if in conversation. They always cheer my heart. My love and I planted them together, and once again, we are reaping what we have sown. So glad we sowed joy.
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