If it’s May, it must be time for me to make redundant statements about agapanthus.
The Lilies-of-the-Nile are being impish again. I was going to remark that as much as I adore their purple spheres of bloom, this bud stage is when I love them best—but I see I already said that, a year ago. I really am repeating myself; I see too that I posted an agapanthus bud exactly one year ago today. Impish they may be, but they are punctual little fellows!
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Ellie says:
Well, it is the reassuring wonder of Spring, no? All those wonderful, repetitive cycles.
I finally read Fruitless Fall — wonderful book, but yikes! (and now of course I want to start keeping bees)
I dreamt again last night that our families were visiting — Scott whipped up a marvelous brunch of gluten free pancakes and waffles and such for all while the children played and you and I chatted. Very nice of him 🙂
On May 16, 2012 at 4:48 am
Penny says:
lol – I thought you meant Agapanthus Hum. Wonderful books.
And I remember last year’s Agapanthus. They are lovely!
On May 16, 2012 at 5:17 am