Monday, June 9, 2008

The Blue Period

Like Picasso, my garden is in its blue phase these days.  The sage and chives (actually sort of purply) meet me when I come through the back gate.  Blue iris nod as I go out the front walk for the mail.  There is a peony next to those that are a screaming crimson, but they come and go so fast that I probably won't get to them with a camera in time.   And a bird flew into our house.