Well, it would be garden porn but we’re at that in-between stage right now.
Flowering plants are still budding up…
Vines are twining up…
And if it weren’t for the Jack In The Pulpits, cuddling up to an overwhelmingly tall hosta…
And these sweet little wild anemone flowers cozying up against the stone wall ….
And the vegetable garden, with tomato plants and eggplants and peppers and herbs shooting up in the hot sun….
Or the annuals in pots, under the guardian’s unwavering gaze….
Or the empty coffee mug forgotten on the Muskoka chair….
And green stuff on the ground or climbing up the walls….
And this one and only bloom on this most reluctant tree peony…
Overseen by a multitude of ferns and other shrubs not yet blooming…
I’d have nothing to show you at all!
