and red nasturtiums
And perfect, precious, pretty pink roses and lovely lavender
We have fruit, fruiting! Remember when the guy at the garden center scoffed at Ray's request for an apricot tree and said they would not grow here? What do you say now, garden center guy?
Last year our little fig tree produced 3 figs. This year there are—well, I didn't actually count them—but a lot.
Raspberries, winding down.
Makes me want to burst into song.