Take thy plastic spade,
It is thy pencil; take thy seeds, thy plants,
They are thy colours.
~William Mason, The English Garden, 1782
“Take a few pictures,” I said on the way out the door, “the azaleas are pretty, and they’ll be faded soon.”
My husband grumbled about having other things to do, but then sent me this fabulous array of photos! I think he might have actually had fun!
We are very blessed with an older home, with older plantings of a fuchsia colored azalea that is rarely available in our area, sweet lilacs that bloom for 10 days, if that long, and beautiful purple iris that smell like grape coolaid (yes!)! We have added a few things over the years: two yellow Lady Banks roses, because one wouldn’t be big enough (Ha! little did we know!); lots of day lilies, that, like bunnies, have multiplied into even more lilies; Bath’s pinks, baby pink landscape roses, and assorted other perennials some that have flourished and others that…didn’t. Come spring, we are regularly charmed with a welcome palette of color moving around the yard. Something interesting starts to bloom over here, when something else over there is fading back …
Right now, the Ligustrum is blooming. There is a hedge of it along the road by the water and when the wind blows, the scent carries on the breeze, just enough, to sweeten the air every so slightly.
The best place to seek God is in a garden. You can dig for Him there. ~George Bernard Shaw