Yesterday was lost in mist. I spent the day cooking and thinking about sacrifices. And the paradoxical beauty of spring that so many died so that we could enjoy it.
Massive rhododendron in front of our house, finally in bloomTree shaded rhododendronRhododendron, late bloomIris, transplanted from Arlington, and before that from my grandmother’s garden in North CarolinaConfrontation between swan and duck at Peeper’s Pond
