What a week. All I want to do is post this bloggity and take a nap… in my jammies.
With a blankie.
Maybe there’s a teddy bear around here I can borrow.
This week was a crush.
And a rush.
Toing and froing to the airport.
Toing and froing to Niagara.
Toing and froing to the big TO.
I’m all t & f’d out.
Without further ado.
I like green.
There’s a green situation going on at the front of the garden gate.
This hosta is just beginning to unfurl its leaves.
I always thought the specimen behind it was False Solomon’s Seal. But after doing some online research, I’m unsure. It came from the nursery. Solomon’s Seal is rare.
Help me out, gardeners.
What is it?
Pardon me while I fall into a little green swoon.
This is one of my thymes. It’s growing in the garden crypt.
I just want to pinch its leaves.
Seriously.
You’ll want to click those green situations bigger.
Here be Friday.
You know what to do. Meet you in the bar in 3…2…1…
Mebbe.
Zzz.
Mebbe not.
Elen
Elen Grey 
It’s definitely some type of true Solomon’s Seal. My wildflower book says they grow as far north as southern Ontario.
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I think you are right. It’s one of my favorite specimens. Those flowers have extended a little bit in length now. At its peak!
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Solomon’s Seal reminds me of my grandmother’s garden in Massachusetts. Her flowers had a few more blossoms. Enjoy!
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Yes! I think I’m drawn to it because it feels like an old-fashioned flower like columbine. Thanks for stopping by and taking the time to leave a comment. Cheers!
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“A little green swoon”: lovely!
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Thank you, Daniel!
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