This feature, originally known as Saturday Farmer's Market, was created by Heather at Capricious Reader, and was then hosted by Chris at Stuff as Dreams are Made on.
If anyone would like to share their own gardening adventures with me - large or small, inside or out - I would love to see them.
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We've had a lot of rain this winter, and this is the result. . .
This is a beautiful blue Iris that my son bought for me several years ago.
It is the only one I own that has a scent.
In fact, before this one I didn't even know that any of them had a scent.
My Coopertina Ninebark is in full bloom.
If you look closely you will see a small herd of Pink Flamingos grazing under the Crepe Myrtle tree.
They are 'popping' up everywhere.
- Emily Dickinson
Lips unused to Thee—
Bashful—sip thy Jessamines
As the fainting Bee—
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums—
Counts his nectars—
Enters—and is lost in Balms.
My Easter Lilly is now about two and a half feet tall.
And now for the Roses!
The bushes have just exploded with blooms. The little row of bushes looks like a solid hedge now.
Most of the bushes are white because white flowers shine into the dusk and beyond, but I have two large yellow bushes. Yellow flowers are my favorite. They are so happy.
This bush is so full of flowers that it has collapsed, but it hasn't slowed any.