The Business of Spring

In between snow flurries, the gardens go about their business.


As do the bumblebees.

I wish I could convey here in this blog the haunting clove fragrance of the Black Currant blossoms. They make every trip past the berry patch a pleasure.


I am only glad that so many of you can catch the perfume of Lilac on the wind right now. Dear Lilac, such a generous easy friend!

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