In the garden in our house just north of the city,
the bushes we planted when we first moved here eight years ago
have sprouted and grown and spread.
It’s a messy, weedy, often untended garden.
But it’s true to our dream:
a garden of plants almost exclusively native to our area.
As spring slowly approaches, it fills me with delight.
A thoroughly well-earned delight if ever there was one!
Thanks, Thossy! x
Beautiful plants – so exotic to me. I’m glad you’re coming into spring, it does gladden the heart, doesn’t it!
It does 🙂