I got all excited to finally see my babies in bloom. I inherited the forsythia from my house’s previous owners but the weeping tree and the azalea, I planted myself. I remember when I brought them both home, dug the holes and watched them grow. They were both small enough to fit in my Subaru, I think that it had to be at least 13 years ago that I introduced them to my backyard.
As I was taking the pictures, my thoughts were swirling around the beauty and uniqueness of each blossom and I was content to simply enjoy and accept the mystery that surrounds the origin of nature’s beauty. I think that part of the reason that I love to garden so much is that I feel that I get to be involved in just a little bit in Mother Nature’s design; watching the plants that you have put in the ground and nurtured, thrive and achieve their best is quite fulfilling.