Summer’s Remembered

 

Today is a bitter and brutal day after a winter storm dumped six inches of new snow on us and the temperatures now just 5 degrees with a wind chill of 10 degrees below zero.
Today is just a reminder of why I have become a person that it just not into  winter.
But enough on this same old topic which everyone
has dwelled on lately.

Today I want to remember the warm days of summer
and brilliant flowers dripping in colors for Fertilizer
Friday sponsored by our friend Glenda at “Tootsie Time”.

I want to remember warm days and thoughts about  sunshine on Azalea blooms of  apricot and orange that
we saw on a trip to Amish Country.

Or the lavender blooms on the Chocolate Chip
Ajuga.

Of star shaped blooms that make up the round spheres
of the Allium.

I want to remember  the fragrance of vanilla from the Heliotrope in containers..

or the waves of Shasta Daisies grow in my  flower beds
In the heat of summer.

and remember the brilliant reds from verbena blooms.

I want to remember warm raindrops glistening on
the beautiful blues of the Bluebird Delphinium
against the backdrop of white Bellflowers.

or the feel  fuzzy leaves and blooms on the  Stachy’s
wooly Lamb’s Ear.

 
I want to remember my containers filled with Nicotiana,
Pelargonium's and waves of Petunias.

or the silver glow of the Japanese Painted ferns that
grow in the shade garden beside the pump fountain.

I remember  the Tipsy pots filled with Impatiens
and Lobelia.
  

and window boxes of pink and purple.

I remember the subtle colors in the Lavender
Simplicity Roses.


and the Silvermoon Clematis twining up the
trellis beside the garden shed.


I want to remember how beautiful the fluffy blooms of the Mimosa tree were as it bloomed the first time last summer.


or how the Rhododendrons were loaded with bloom
in the spring.

I want to remember the Bumble bees drunk from
pollen as they slept upon the roses.

 
I want to remember the surprises of finding new born
kittens hiding in the flower beds….

and most of all the fragrance of Lilacs that so many Butterflies just could not resist.

Happy Memories,
Lona