Dogwood-day afternoon

I took myself and my camera out for a break after fighting the good fight with the computer. The sun is shining (in Western Oregon, in June, this is a remarkable event!) The dogwood is burgeoning bountifully. In fact, Dh had to clip a branch that was so weighted down with blooms that it had sagged into the path of my car as I entered and exited the driveway.




The hostas are happy and home to small arachnids who will, I hope grow to be large, bug-devouring mother-spiders!


Grow, baby spider, grow and prosper!







The oriental lillies are beginning their run and aren't they luscious in the sunlight? What rich, delicious saturated color!






I keep saying that roses grow like weeds around here. This rose has grown from a bit of root stock that was left behind when we moved a fancy tea rose. (Often, tea roses are grafted onto hardy rosa rugosa stock. ) This way, we get two roses for the price of one. I may try making rosepetal jam. (Thank you Norma!)

Today, GED at the jail.