No trip to Albany would be complete without a stop at Trader Joe's. They must love to see us walk through those doors. As if all the food items are not enough, they've the most awesome collection of orchids, like the one above that I chose for Gran's bowl.
Then, upon our return home, there he was, by way of an iris named for him. Yep. Neil Diamond in my garden. Resplendent in raindrops. It's simply not true that he doesn't bring me flowers, anymore.
