It's always fun to see flowers starting to bloom in my flower beds after they have been cleaned out.
I will never be the gardener my mother was and have flowers like she did but I guess that I am an emotional gardener. I planted this Clemantis remembering my mother had planted several of them beside our garage and patio. I am in awe at how pretty it is right now.
Another plant my mother loved was called a bleeding heart. Here is the one that I have. This is the third year I've kept it alive!
Meeting the family
5 years ago