Wednesday, June 24, 2009

I hobbled out onto the porch with my camera around my neck, trying not to let delicate electronics smack into the crutches, and took these pictures of the hostas in bloom a month early, rising from the sea of weeds that I can't let anyone else cut for me, because only I know where I put the transplants, most of which are smaller (and in the case of narcissus foliage, deader) than the hostas.


  1. Flowers always bring a smile to my face.

    - Sagan

  2. Those are so pretty. Hope you get healed up soon!