Big Bee on a sedum
...until I saw it looking back at me...
And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune,
And over it softly her warm ear lays:
Whether we look, or whether we listen,
We hear life murmur, or see it glisten.
James Russell Lowell (1819–1891)
tiny bee on the same sedum
Bottle Brush
Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of the character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning.
Lydia M. Child
intense hydrangeas
Peru Lilies
"My garden is an honest place. Every tree and every vine are incapable of concealment, and tell after two or three months exactly what sort of treatment they have had."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Day Lilies adding their bright color
I started to remove the pine needle in the center of these blue berries until ...
Wild PawPaw fruits ripening