Thankfully my father was willing to donate some hosta buds, so beautiful in that about to open stage, and Susan's friend could part with a few roses. It takes a village it seems to grow one small bouquet. And there were many today.
Jen, have fallen completely head over heals for those hosta buds at exactly that stage. You can't really tell from the photo, but they are the loveliest shade of green with hints of purple. Ellen, a wedding, of all the crazy endeavors to try and pull off during a heat wave.
Karen Orlando: I was a 2010 horticultural intern at Brooklyn Botanic and an organic vegetable gardener at Floyd Bennett Gardens Association, a community garden in Brooklyn.
last words (with berries)
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These days I often think about dying, and death. Which also makes me think
about life, and living. I've been close to what feels like a lot of dying
peop...
Cranford Rose Garden on a September Day
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I've known forever that roses bloom in June and then, if you're lucky,
again in September. This was a strange season and one sure sign that
something wa...
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I love the heftiness of the hosta buds next to the delicate rose.
What was the occasion?
Jen, have fallen completely head over heals for those hosta buds at exactly that stage. You can't really tell from the photo, but they are the loveliest shade of green with hints of purple. Ellen, a wedding, of all the crazy endeavors to try and pull off during a heat wave.
I love hosta buds...they seem to be the thing everyone passes by, but they can be so pretty- just like yours.
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