I had this thought this afternoon -- it's like Paris, only different!
I was at the market (with my daughter and Snowdrop), buying sumptuous asparagus, gorgeous flowers and my favorite mushrooms, and it was hot. Like in Paris! Only different.
How is it that summer came so fast?
But let's go back to the earlier hours. As always, I walk the gardens, to make sure everything is as it should be and really, because it's just so beautiful in the early moments of the day.
It's hard to describe, even with full use of photos, how a flower can take your breath away. For example, in the big flower bed, I have a clump of "butter and sugar" iris plants. They're heavenly!
It is, too, the month of the peonies.
... and yes, the irises. I check to see if any have fallen. I stake them, I clip the spent flowers, and I admire.
Breakfast. Ed! Hurry up! My oatmeal is getting cold!
The day starts off with clouds and you think it's going to be cool and then the clouds disperse and the sun is out and it is so warm!
We are at the market -- Snowdrop, her mommy, me -- and we pick up our needed items and I think -- all this, it's just too gorgeous!
Toward the end, the little girl has a lovely run on the grass ...
... and then it's time for her to go home and for me to eventually make my way back to the farmette.
(This is the first batch of flowers that lines the farmette driveway. Irises.)
In the flower fields, things are looking fine, but I am concerned that there is no rain in the forecast. The established flowers will be fine. The newbies need a little help.
I spend time watering the front bed. Butter and sugar irises here as well!
Evening. I'm thinking: wouldn't it be ever so lovely to have, at this hot hot moment, an Aperol Spritz?
It's a fizzy drink that you would normally associate with Italy -- it's place of origin -- but it was so warm in Paris, that if you walked the streets in the early evening hours (you wouldn't want an Aperol Spritz too early or too late), you'd see that bright orange drink in nearly every cafe restaurant.
So, like Italy, only Paris, only different?
I was at the market (with my daughter and Snowdrop), buying sumptuous asparagus, gorgeous flowers and my favorite mushrooms, and it was hot. Like in Paris! Only different.
How is it that summer came so fast?
But let's go back to the earlier hours. As always, I walk the gardens, to make sure everything is as it should be and really, because it's just so beautiful in the early moments of the day.
It's hard to describe, even with full use of photos, how a flower can take your breath away. For example, in the big flower bed, I have a clump of "butter and sugar" iris plants. They're heavenly!
It is, too, the month of the peonies.
... and yes, the irises. I check to see if any have fallen. I stake them, I clip the spent flowers, and I admire.
Breakfast. Ed! Hurry up! My oatmeal is getting cold!
The day starts off with clouds and you think it's going to be cool and then the clouds disperse and the sun is out and it is so warm!
We are at the market -- Snowdrop, her mommy, me -- and we pick up our needed items and I think -- all this, it's just too gorgeous!
Toward the end, the little girl has a lovely run on the grass ...
... and then it's time for her to go home and for me to eventually make my way back to the farmette.
(This is the first batch of flowers that lines the farmette driveway. Irises.)
In the flower fields, things are looking fine, but I am concerned that there is no rain in the forecast. The established flowers will be fine. The newbies need a little help.
I spend time watering the front bed. Butter and sugar irises here as well!
Evening. I'm thinking: wouldn't it be ever so lovely to have, at this hot hot moment, an Aperol Spritz?
It's a fizzy drink that you would normally associate with Italy -- it's place of origin -- but it was so warm in Paris, that if you walked the streets in the early evening hours (you wouldn't want an Aperol Spritz too early or too late), you'd see that bright orange drink in nearly every cafe restaurant.
So, like Italy, only Paris, only different?
What are your preferred places to purchase native and non-native perennial bulbs? I so love your garden; I wish you would write a Wisconsin gardening how-to book! I am a newbie and pictures of your garden always provide me with much-needed inspiration.
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