|Ahhhhhhhh....nothing (well, nothing besides reading and writing) can clear my mind and provide a sense of complete contentment like digging in my garden. |
I love the the sensual aspects of it, like the grit in my molars (yes, really); the bird calls (today, mostly blue jays--how charming that such a stylish bird has such a piercing call); my gloves clinging to my fingers; all the herbal smells (woodsy, like rosemary; honey, like kidney wood; sage, like the salvia); the fuzzy bumble bees hunting.
The photos I have included in the post are of my liveliest guys at this time of year. And they are not just pretty faces. All of them are native to our area, so they are drought-resistant and attractive to birds and bees and other critters.
|Salvia "Hot Lips"|
Florida Museum of Natural History