And More Blooms a Poppin'

This electric blue mountain bluet, also called a perennial bachelor's button, is formally known as Centaurea Montana. My single plant reseeded itself over the last two years, and where there was once one plant, now there are too many; they line one side of our pond. It's time to share with neighbors and friends, which is what it's is all about anyway. Without others viewing what we have labored over, gardening would be a selfish endeavor. My garden is open to neighbors and their friends and they all know it. Sometimes I walk through the house and look out the back window and there are people walking the paths of the garden. I enjoy knowing that my neighbors are comfortable enough with me to feel that they can check out my latest blooms with their coffee cup in hand while talking with their friends.






Please ignore the mess in the back. We're involved in a project, again (as we always seem to be.) Our creative work in the yard is ongoing. Will it ever get finished? If it is, then I must be dead.










These darling lily of the valleys perfume my yard. They have always been one of my springtime favorites because they bloom just in time for my birthday every year. They seem so cheery here on my Memorial Day quilt runner and are perfect in a small vase while I am getting ready for a quiet teatime after a hard day spreading wood chips. Maybe I'll go out and invite my visitors in to share a cuppa with me. I wish I had more days like this one. There's always so much work and hustle and bustle lately, that I have to remind myself to slow down and enjoy the fruits of my labors.


One should learn also to enjoy the neighbor's garden, no matter how small. Henry Van Dyke