My clematis this year are giving me the best show I’ve ever had in my garden. Here are a few others blooming right now~
Iris:
Columbine:
(Click on any image to embiggen.)
June is such a lovely month in the garden. What’s blooming in yours?
A garden bouquet made with the first peonies (Paeonia lactiflora) of the season, with burgundy Geranium phaeum, white bleeding hearts (Lamprocapnos spectabilis ‘Alba’) and Anemone canadensis. The wild grass gives a meadow look to the arrangement and the hearts on the jug echo the bleeding hearts above. Have a great weekend!
All good things must come to an end, I guess. WordPress has decided to end its daily and weekly prompts, so we must move forward without them. It was fun while it lasted.
Here are a few of my favorites…
 | Sarah Ferguson and C… on In My Garden |
 | Eliza Waters on In My Garden |
 | digwithdorris on In My Garden |
 | Nomzi Kumalo on Silent Sunday |
 | Val on In My Garden |
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