Gardening and I have a special relationship.
We do well together I stand by admiring and it grows. Happily. Until Mother Nature comes in and rains on our parade. She is a good source to know; Nurturing, faithful and abundant in her generosity. Though every now and then she throws a fit…like yesterday.
The irises that rose to the sun, waving tall with their delicate blooms were flatten to the ground with yesterday's rain and wind.
Thankfully I have a peekaboo photo of their moment before doom.
This is my bedroom window, it faces south. The roses that have climbed our outside wall have become a nature curtain. Waking up to this every morning certainly redeems Mother Nature's outburst yesterday.
The perfume is intoxicating. Sleeping in wonderland. Dreaming of Romeo next door, err I should say next to me.
Soon they will be climbing into bed with us… oh Mother Nature you wild thing!
What is your favorite flower?






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