Fleurs du Printemps

Each bloom that survived the downpours

of early spring are a miraculous blessing.

We purchased the daisy from the Portsmouth Farmer's Market one (read ONE) nice Saturday.

I love the way the bright sunny yellow plays with the chinese blue of the pot and the blue of the ageratum.

That Saturday of the Farmer's Market was a wonderful seacoast sort of day:

blue sky

dry air

light soft breezes.

It was a joy to walk around the Market.
Listening to live music.
Marvelling over the fresh produce, herbs and plants for sale. Enjoying the aromas of the Indian Cuisine.

After enjoying the sensuous-ness of the Market, we drove across the bridge for lunch on a dock facing Portsmouth
on the Piscataqua River.

A perfect Saturday in every way!

I'm particularly fond of this window box .
I love the lacey sail boats
as a backdrop for the orange flowers.

I worked at home today
preparing sponsorship letters for a fundraising
event in September.
In the middle of the day, I got the camera and walked around taking pictures of the flowers in bloom.
Nice interlude in the day.

A poppy!

A beautiful big white fabulous poppy.

Each big luscious bloom is a treat to behold.

Not all will give us as much pleasure as this one.

A lot of the buds are just heavy with wet -- water-logged

This one came from a bulb sale we had at school; the bulbs were purchased from Johnny's of Maine.

And the confession:
I love flowers but I am not the gardener.
It is Larry's hand that produces these lovelies.