I stop to wonder sometimes why I've chosen to live in a climate where the trees have no leaves for six months out of the year. For someone why loves to garden, this must seem a strange choice, yes? Then June rolls around, and I realize that it's because it makes this time of the year seem like that much more of a miracle.
In other words, who needs therapy when I have this just outside my window?
Salvia "May Night":
Chive flowers & visitor:Perfection.