…I’m missing the lazy, fragrant blooms of late summer. I’m kicking myself for not having photos of our peegee hydrangeas in all their Victorian glory (is it just me, or is there something very Victorian about those antique rose blossoms?) So this picture of blossoms I brought indoors (and lasted an afternoon) will have to do.
Now that the yard is wet and still snow-less with the memories of the growing season still on display – from tall brown grasses to slimy hosta remnants – I’m looking at the photos I’ve compiled over the summer and neglected to post with a bit of nostalgia. So if I happen to post a photo of phlox in the middle of February, you’ll know why.
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