Is June the happiest month on the calendar? Is it the country-est? The most cottagey? Did your heart leap just because it's the first of June? It might only be the school girl in me, but I got as happy as gladiolas at its arrival!
My recent bouquet has lasted and lasted. And I can't resist the urge to take its picture again at the end. Fragile and fading flowers hold such poetry for me, even if they're a little melancholy amidst the summer celebration.
The "sword plant".
(Ooops these are not delphinium as I have posted all week--They're larkspurs!--But maybe you knew that!)
The last of the stocks.
Glad, glad, glads!
I listen to the forties station on satellite radio,
so I really did hear "June Is Bustin' Out All Over" today!
A happy day in June to you, my friends!
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