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Limitless Possibilities

My hands are ready to get dirty! I think I have the gameplan and my tool shed is ready. It is time to build. Winter blessed this greenhouse with a new floor, of course everything had to be moved out before it could be put down. The outdoor gardening spot leaves plenty of space to work too. Now the rain has subsided and the transplants are screaming for their permanent home. We must begin to plant and build. I hardly can contain myself thinking about creating another canvas full of green beauty, this time with a wonderful foundation. All compliments to my husband and cousin.

It is all so overwhelming that it gets me pondering…am I willing to open your heart and mind to recognize the possibilities of the unknown? Taking time to look into my soul and find the limitless possibilities. Find the unknown successes of my actions yet to be defined.

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