...at home in Cadrieu take my breath away. I love them. They love me back. They spoil me for all others. You'd frequently find me out on the terrace after a storm (and yes, sometimes in the middle of one) capturing these beautiful rain kissed shots of my roses.
I'm learning that there are some things I just can't grow here and some things I can't grow there. So, I've accepted that my roses are happiest in Cadrieu and my trumpet plants are happiest in New Orleans.
As much as I'd like to have everything everywhere...it just doesn't always work that way. Have a great week!
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