Now that it finally has stopped raining for a few days, I can see the benefit of having a stormy spring: my flowers are blossoming like nobody’s business. They’re like me: so happy to see sunshine that they are exploding with joy.
Here’s my armillary backed by a profusion of mountain laurel blooms.
Here’s my garden path with honeysuckle bursting on the arbor.
I have clematis and roses climbing over rose pillars by my front door. Never before have so many blossoms covered them
My other arbor has two kinds of roses. One side is dancing with flowers; the other blooms later in the summer.
So maybe the rain wasn’t so bad after all. Don’t they say that every cloud has a silver lining? Well, my lining just happens to be floral.
