Though sometimes the 'Golden Years' seem more like tarnished brass, they are not the end of adventure. I invite you to follow me as I transcend from full-time employee to full-time life observer. I'll cover life, government, travel, food, gardening, whatever crosses my path.
We did not get the rain that was forecasted. I am sure someone did, but not me. The sun is shining and the flowers have started their summer show. Here is what opened this morning.
This is one my mother gave me 40 years ago. It changes to a white before it dies.
Only one bloom opened today, but these remind me of fried eggs.
This grows wild all over the front area.
Ditch iris and ninebark:
This is May Night salvia. I now have several varieties in the front garden since neither deer nor rabbits eat them. Did you know that a female rabbit and her female offspring - assuming half of them are males - will produce 184,000,000,000 rabbits in seven years? Calculation was done by someone at a university.
I promise I will not bore you with flowers every day - maybe every other day.