Such is my laziness or just not seeing what was there, right in front of my nose, cascading over my side of the fence … that after years of admiring these blooms outside, that finally, this summer, I started bringing them inside.
White hydrangea. They make a bold statement, don’t they?
I pick them early in the morning after the dogs and I have had
our their first pee run in the side yard. While the dogs eat breakfast inside, I grab the gardening shears and traipse back outside to make my selection. And, I feel the spirits of two women: my grandmother and my mother-in-law; both serious gardeners – both of them loved roses best.
Flower shopping in my yard for Nature’s bobble – heads. [gplus count=”true” size=”Medium” ]