Sugarplum Fairy Visit

Whoa, it was a chilly one this morning!  My car thermometer read 27 degrees when I pulled out of the driveway to take Henry to strings at 7 AM.  Henry, I might mention, was wearing shorts.  I guess he didn't get the frost memo...

When I got home, the sun was up, and I noticed that the last of my knock-out roses were shimmering with a dusting of ice, courtesy of Jack Frost or the Sugarplum Fairy.  They looked yummy enough to eat!  Don't get any ideas, Papa... (my Dad has been known to reach across a fine dining table and eat a rose from the arrangement just to make the point that roses are in fact edible).

 Everybody stay warm!!!

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