"Listen my children and you will hearof the midnight ride of Paul Revere."
http://poetry.eserver.org/paul-revere.html
It is my poem today.
The American Revolution began on April 18, 1775, and ended 8 years later on April 18, 1783.
The blooms lay on the ground making pollination
by ground crawlers easy to do.
I enjoy the native flowers.
The Painted Daisies are in bud.
They are for my pleasure.
I cut them for my table.
provides leaves for our salads and stir fries.
History told by the bards and gardens for the bees, butterflies
and the gardeners.
Life is sweet.
2 comments:
Yummm, I would be like the bees and munch on your Kale. Where did you get your start of dutchmans pipe? I didn't think I could grow it but I know if you can I surely can grow it. Beautiful photos of your bloomers. ;)
Dear Sherry,
Kale is one of my favourite leaves. What a delight to see the sweet bee working your veggie patch.
Our native columbine is purple.....I only have leaves, buds are nowhere to be seen. It is a slow Spring :)
The dutchmans pipe is unusual....I am fascinated.
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