Come hither.
The skeletal remains of winter call out in vain. There are a few bare branches, an occasional shrub or tree that hasn't leafed out yet, but no one pays them attention. The party is on! I am almost embarrassed by the revelry that is going on in front of my house. The colors of passion and festival are celebrating the end of gloom and cold, and the wild kingdom is engaged in an orgy. Nothing serene or quiet out there. Everyone is rejoicing. Life is blooming, and lets tell the world!
Here are some photos of the front garden:
The Columbines are blooming! I love everything about this flower. Hands down, it is my favorite!
The azaleas are not in full bloom, but some are putting on a show. Others are just budding out.
Dogwoods, Japanese maples and other trees stretch above the colorful shrubs below. The yellow color of the oak trees reminds me of fall foliage, but it is actually due to pollen. Everything is covered in yellow!
Here are more flowers blooming in the garden:
It won't last, I know. Too soon we'll be hunkering in the shade as everyone seeks out the best retreat from the heat. The flowers, except for the hussies of summer, will fade, and people will live on cool drinks and air conditioning. But for now, lets go outside and party!