Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.
- May Sarton
Last night was a perfect evening. Perfect for being outside, perfect for walking thru the garden and looking at all the new blooms.
|Oh, how I wish I were a halfway decent photographer. I think the key is to remember to wear my glasses? Anyway...one of the first roses. It was stunning. Too bad you can't tell from the photo.|
|The end of the dogwood blooms.|
|The first Dianthus bloom!|
|And, of course, what southern garden would be complete without a couple (hundred?) Azaleas?|