Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters of Rainer Maria Rilke
|Shannon carried a clutch of roses|
|If tomatoes had eyes, this is what the first in the row would see|
After all, May is already taken up with mulching, chasing gophers and catching up on everything that got behind the past season.
Surprise! An amaryllis popped up where it wasn't just last week. Note to self- at the end of the season, there are bare spots needing colorful company more than here. Plant collections need to be curated just like libraries and art shows.