The first flush of roses is over, as are the peonies [sob, sob] but the astilbes are in their glory as is the crambe. Crambe has to be one of my all time favourites; really it looks like baby's breath on steroids and it smells of honey. There is one just outside the front door [1st photo] and just along from the sorbus I talked about here [link]. I realized I haven't taken any regular photos of the garden since I got the new lens and I love keeping a photo journal of the garden. Fun to see what's working, and what's not, when things bloom, who is having a tough year and whose year it is to sing. In the second photo is the studio garden, quite the change from the late May garden [link here]. The 3rd photo is my upper studio garden [link is here to May photo], and the last photo is what I call the Lower Pond Garden, a reference to a favourite book of childhood, The Little Engine That Could. Every trip we took to Gran's, while driving through Montreal's famous "Turcotte Yards", we used to chant, all 5 of us kids," Lower train switch, lower train switch". How my parents remained sane with 5 kids, a dog, a cat, no air conditioning and no seat belts is one of life's mysteries.