Friday's Flowers

All the rain has certainly been good for bringing on the foxglove, which seem to establish seedlings everywhere I break ground. No complaints there...it's nice to have a lot of the stuff around.

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One of the white foxglove towers above the front garden, glowing in what dim sunshine yesterday morning offered us.

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This pair of calendula are representative of what their cousins are doing all over the garden. I've been happily surprised with these--while the flowers are edible, and I know our bunny George enjoys them, they've not yet attracted the attention of our wild rabbits.

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A nodding blue columbine, transparent against the morning sky.

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Pink rhododendron.

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"The garden waits for the rain, responds to it at once, opens to it, holds it, takes it up and shines with it. The sound and touch and smell of the rain, its manner of arrival, its temper and passage are like a sensuous visitation to the garden, and the light among the trees after the rain, with its depth and moment, iridescent, shifting and unseizable, is an intensified image of the garden at that instant." -- W.S. Merwin.