the beginning,
the first roses of the year...
all the work pays off...
“But he who dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose.” ― Anne Bronte
Should never crave the rose.” ― Anne Bronte
after a gorgeous weekend away,
I come home to my garden...
the very first blooms have opened...
a misty morning,
holds the fragrance close to the ground...
heavenly.
Gertrude Jekyll is always
the first true rose to put on a show...
here she leans into the gazebo,
making this little wicker chair
a perfect place to stop to breath it all in...
other blooms...
this too aggressive Campanula
wins again and has over run my flower bed...
a pretty mess...
Fox Gloves...
even the name thrills me <3
there is so much to see and enjoy...
and so much to come!
anticipation!
Stop and Smell the Roses...