O she is all perfection,
All that the blooming earth can send forth fair
All the the gaudy heavens could drop down glorious.
I also planted a few freesia bulbs. This is my first time trying bulbs. I scattered more wildflower seeds--I tend to over-plant and can't seem to make myself thin out the over-crowded ones. There is no such thing as too many plants or chocolate! The winter rye grass is quickly filling in. The grass around the lake is just peeping through. Soon it all turns into a lush green carpet. I take great pleasure watching this magic unfolding. And then when I thought it could not get any better, in the background I hear my wind chimes, sounding like the church bells in Switzerland.
Over the next seven months, this blog will consists of three subjects: My Swing, The View, and My Flowers. Come back next May to hear about my other life--Family and Food!