Every spring their little patio begins it's transformation. Begonias and fuschias are brought up from the garage. Geraniums are coaxed back to life. New plants are potted. By August it is a riot of color and life.
St. Francis watches over the proceedings in his little corner of the patio. He is hidden behind bleeding hearts in the springtime but that is long past as we head into fall.
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