Old boots

What do you do with old, holey, worn out boots?

Plant 'em!

Just one pair in the picture was actually used as a planter but the way my girls go through shoes it's only a matter of time before I'll have another set.

My mom sends me these Spring signs. I think she thinks she's being ironic.  The irony isn't that I have a house full of Spring signs, it's that she named me Spring when I was born in August.

But I like the signs or plaques or whathaveyous. I almost bought one at the store but I said no to myself and got these flowers instead.

And in the natural course of things it's snowing here in the Pacific Northwest.  I hope my flowers survive.  I'd bring them in but I bet one of my dogs already Christened it. *ew face*