Big. Bold. Beautiful.
That is one way to be noticed.
Petite. Delicate. Fragrant.
These can be charming, especially in the floral world.
The first house I lived in had a lilac bush beside the steps to the front porch. Under and almost hidden were some floral gems. They also happen to be May’s designated flower.
Four and a half decades later, and too many residences to consider, I moved into a condo and needed to fill a flower garden. A large oak tree made the area shady, limiting the plants which would thrive. I soon decided what I wanted and talked about it at work. A few months later, at the height of a St. Louis summer, a co-worker offered me some plants when a home renovation project was destroying their current home. I accepted, planted, and prayed.
This year the experiment continues — the first full year without the shade of that large oak tree.