Get your garden on...

I rather fancy myself a garden person.  This is not to say that I am a gardener.  Far, far from it.  My version of gardening is buying $100 of annuals at the local hardware store, planting all of them in all kinds of pots and terracotta holders, watering them, and crossing my fingers that they will take off and become a kind of English garden, but on my patio. 

I just love flowers, I think.  This year, since January, I've made a point of filling my house with blooms. 

It started with roses.  I won these when I won my Lenny Kravitz tickets.  I like to pretend that they are FROM Lenny, but I do live in reality most of the time.  They're from Whole Foods, which has a DELICIOUS floral department.  The florist made a big deal about wrapping these up with ribbons and then making me walk through the aisles waving like a princess.  Okay, maybe I did that waving thing on my own. 

Then with spring came many many daffodils (one bunch cost 2 dollars at my grocery store), tulips and threelips and fourlips, and early lilacs I pruned from my friend Heather's shrubbery (I did ask first).  What is it about flowers?  I like the metaphor, don't you?  Growing and blooming into something lovely once a year.  Having a season and knowing that when the season comes to a close, it will happen all over again.  There is something so faithful and permanent about flowers, you know?  They've inspired songs, poems, paintings and lovers with simple beauty and scents.  Bees dig 'em, and thank goodness they do. 

Yesterday I planted those annuals on my patio, and this morning I took my coffee out there for some morning garden love.  It is my heraldry of summer, "TAH DAH, your bloom time is around the corner!"  How will you bloom during this season?