I missed posting when the lilacs and lilies of valley were in bloom; they came and went. Springtime has been delivering many rainy days but look, look and see! The ground has awaken. I can't wait to see the baby plantings grow. I can't wait for harvest time. I can't wait for days spent eating outdoors, reading under the maple tree, and taking in all the goodness that spring brings to us.
And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dream of its wintry rest.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
carefree poppies
a boxwood welcome
sweet raspberry bush
rhubarb
herb patch
vegetable patch
salad patch
grapes
wild chives
peonies
let's not forget the rows of lavender...
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