While the lilacs and peonies, rhodos and azaleas are gearing up for their moment of glory, it's the small treasures that are having their time. From a package of seeds, many years ago, the for-get-me-nots have spread them selves about generously, glowing that almost eerie blue at dusk.
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| For-get-me-nots, such pleasure from a pack of seeds, 2016 |
Wandering around in the early part of the day, making my mental list of what needs to be done, I come across the bleeding heart my mother gave me years ago, that I always suspected she dug out of the woods; tiny, with delicate foliage.
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| Bleeding Heart, violet leaves in background, 2016 |
The dandelions and cowslip make the biggest splash, dotting the lawn with their exuberant joy. I laugh as J. cuts the lawn and 10 minutes later the dandelion are standing up tall and proud;you can almost hear them laughing "Ha, ha, didn't get me" And their puff balls are a marvel of engineering and seed dispersal as they helicopter about the air.
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| The marvel of a dandelion seed head, 2016 |
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| successful seed dispersal, cowslip, 2016 |
