I was anxious to stroll in my own yard after a week of beauty in Kentucky...to see what had changed and to enjoy the familiar. The fern, hosta, and sedum had grown to proportions I haven't seen in the six summers I've gardened here!
The astillbe may not have become fuller, but certainly taller!
The color of the spirea blooms never cease to draw my eye to them.
The clematis had spilled over the backside of the fence!
Not to be outdone, several hosta had bloomed themselves!
A great amount of rain fell yesterday. There are weeds waiting to be addressed tomorrow. Today, however, is a day of rest.