Asters growing in my garden from seeds gathered almost Forty Years ago at Lake Maggiore, Italy.
They were growing through her fence.
The young woman watched me from an upper story window.
The young woman watched me from an upper story window.
She smiled and waved. I thanked her with a smile and a wave.
She knew.
She knew.
Hand painted muslin bag filled with Aster Seeds.
Now almost forty years later and going back to Italy.
It's been raining for a few days. Good for our pastures and garden.
A good time to paint a few tiles. Tiles as simple as Asters.
Also time to make a few Pear and Champagne Grape Preserves.
I'll save some seeds for you.
Have a great remainder of the week and a wonderful weekend.
Have a great remainder of the week and a wonderful weekend.
Gina







