A week of rain and my neighbor’s previously crispy roses roared back to life.
Trellisy flowers are also doing their thing, which is look good.
In sunnier corners, dahlias are the attention getters.
Tag: Roses
promise and poetry
While I typically favor brightly colored flowers, when it comes to roses, I choose yellow.
I spied this rose earlier today and had to take a photo. (I hope my neighbor doesn’t mind.)
There’s so much promise and poetry here. And polarity. You can’t touch the stem (so thorny), but the petals (so soft) are buttery. Hoping this rose and its cousins hang on as long as the season allows.
fast clip
Springtime perennials bloom at a pretty fast clip in the Midwest. The bridal veil spirea had its hurrah for about two weeks, which was replaced, seemingly overnight, by allium.
A tennis ball-sized cluster of tiny, spiky purple flowers. Perhaps predictably, these said adios in about two weeks when hello, peonies.
Some of the peony blossoms are the size of a small ham–huge by most standards. These have hung on a bit longer, and my neighbor’s roses are starting to take off.
