I love old hymns. One of my favorites is, “I Come to the Garden Alone,” and while these are not roses, the rain drops on these reminds me of the joy that comes as I “tarry there” in the garden. Can’t wait to see these beauties again this spring!
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Hi there! I'm Sally, the Polka Dot Farmer. I love to garden, create, cook from scratch, enjoy friends and family, share positivity and I am blessed to do this all from my little 5-acre slice of heaven at the foot of Mt. Rainier in Washington. But, just 'cause we are farm girls at heart, doesn't mean we can't be fancy, right? So this site is my collection of lessons, products, stories and recipes of things that inspire me. Hope you'll enjoy it with me. View all posts by PolkaDotFarmer