A Spring Resurrection, Flowers Rising

Here they come, the woodland plants. Its the one garden that remains in my yard–Mary’s Garden.

Because of arthritis, the rest of the flower beds were torn down since I couldn’t keep up with the maintenance.

I loved the exaggeration of spring, the sultry textures of late summer, the riotous autumn. But now…well its the time for a smaller, more mindful garden.

Do you have a lot of flowers? How about I come and visit your gardens?