It's hydrangea time again...this is the view coming down my stairs. The hydrangea isn't mine, it belongs to the house next door, but no one, and I mean no one every pays attention to this plant...by the middle of summer, there will be all kinds of vines and weeds growing through the blooms. I harvest the blooms...as many as I can cut, carry, and dry. I love having a constant supply of fresh flowers...
The only other flowers blooming are the pansies...I'm anxiously awaiting the tuberose blooms and scents...and the colorful riot of zinnia and cosmos.
