“When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege
it is to be alive - to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.”
- Marcus Aurelius
"On this June day the buds in my garden are almost as enchanting as the open flowers. Things in bud bring, in the heat of a June noontide, the recollection of the loveliest days of the year - those days of May when all is suggested, nothing yet fulfilled."
- Francis King
Grocery store Roses
Some of the lovely lilies that grow in the garden
Some bright sunshine to carry us through until October
The Hollyhocks are sad this year, blighted and their leaves full of holes.
The garden at the end of June
Another grocery store rose
The poppies that came uninvited but welcomed with open heart
Sweet William that wandered over from the garden, along with the lamb's ears
Bee balm, a bright spot at the back of the bed
A fancy poppy in red tutu
More lilies
A medley of poppies and roses
The Shasta daisies come into their own
Grocery store Roses
Some of the lovely lilies that grow in the garden
Some bright sunshine to carry us through until October
The Hollyhocks are sad this year, blighted and their leaves full of holes.
The garden at the end of June
Another grocery store rose
The poppies that came uninvited but welcomed with open heart
Sweet William that wandered over from the garden, along with the lamb's ears
Bee balm, a bright spot at the back of the bed
A fancy poppy in red tutu
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