the garden I left at home (hope the apple blossoms are calling the bees and that they stay open for my friend S.). . .
More wisteria (Glycine, it's called here) drips ever so romantically from a green wrought-iron bridge in the park where I ran this morning. . . .
Now tell me, how are your gardens growing? And if you haven't a garden of your own, have you found one or many to admire or to help tend? Or, perhaps, you've found a way to wear a garden, as I seem to be doing with my pyjama pants ;-)