Spring arrives with soft blues, pinks and lilacs. The whole summer lies ahead with the promise of sunny days and warm weather. The evenings are scented with wood smoke from a cheerfully glowing fireplace...warmth to ward off the chill in the cottage. The calendar fills with arrivals and departures, but more on that later!
For me the passage of time is marked by the waves of color in the garden.
Peter carefully mows around brave tiny bluets that are sprinkled across the cottage lawn in May. The bluets are quickly followed by violets, lily of the valley and ajuga. The small flowers seem to hug the newly warmed earth.
Crabapple, lilacs and lupine quickly follow as May melts into June.
I always think of JCB and her gentleman when I see crabapple blossoms...and a very romantic proposal amidst fluttering pink petals.
Soon the cottage is filled with the scent of lilacs.
Peppery lupine perfumes the air on Blue Hill Mountain in June.
And finally peonies burst into bloom, my favorite...the last of them faded a week ago.
We are also changing with the garden colors. A September move is in the works...still in Maine, but closer to the cottage. Initial chaos, followed by a little simplicity! I hope everyone is having a wonderful summer!
Goat's beard growing on the bank by Mary's cottage...it's as if she is still here with each fluttering petal.
...and the view beyond that she loved.
Day lilies cascade down the bank to the bay on our own bit of shore. Every year the wind and tide shift them a little, but they tenaciously cling to the steep clay and ledge with almost impossible growing conditions.
Day lilies and driftwood on our beach.
Day lilies in our garden caught in afternoon light. Summer half gone...waiting for summer...
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