My evening strolls have been short and hurried of late. Too many things that need tending to for my tastes. But that will pass in time. The forest shade garden comes into its summer prime whether anyone pays attention or not. I wander through quickly.
When the forest drops you rotten logs, plant them.
The gardener's house of worship.
In the sunnier spot.
A lavender/pink Monarda. I like this color better than the common red.
Until next time.