Returning to Maine in May means experiencing spring all over again. The yard is full of nature’s promises, ones that will not be broken.
Trees are clothed in tiny leaves that promise a soon to come explosion of green.
Peonies have tight little buds impatient to showcase their beauty,
and rhododendrons are competing to lead the way.
Aliums grow taller by the day promising to become puffs of purple beauty.
Columbines open shyly hinting of prolific blooms,
and hostas unfurl gradually introducing textures and colors uniquely theirs.
Lilacs promise to fill the air with sweet perfume.
Promises are made in so many ways, and none are disappointing. Well, that may not be true when it comes to pollen!
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