I wondered through the garden to welcome the May roses and came upon the apple tree dancing to the music of the mockingbird. She smiled, winked and took my hand to lead me in the spring promenade!
I hope you have a chance to dance in your own garden very soon and take the time to tell me all about it.
Daily Prompt Landscape this is the forest I see.
Light Words 
I am impressed with your knowledge of the flower names. Naming something brings it closer to us, doesn’t it?
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I planted most of these so I know there names like they are my children. The big unknown was here when we moved in…
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I too name my flowers… I have a white rose named “Hazel” after my Mom…and when I talk about Hazel …they know I’m talking about my rose…and a red rose named “Booker”… a friend of my Mom who gave her this rose …She (The Rose) now has been transplanted from house to house to house and finally to mine…
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These are the names they came with but come to think of it we have some roses that were planted for people in out family, There is the Judy rose for my sister-in-law and the rose we planted when our daughter was born just gave up the ghost exactly when she moved out last. Our daughter is fine 🙂
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Glorious photos, Carol – worthy of a spring dance! Veilchenblau and Complicata are just forming buds here; maybe another week and the roses will be dancing here too. Thank you for sharing such beauty!
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Ah! you have Veilchenblau and Complicata too…please post them when they pop out in their full glorious gowns.
You are welcome. 🙂
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The whole post is a poem. How lovely to walk through with you. Thank you, Carol.
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Those flowers do deserve to be poetized…(OMG the dictionary with it’s squiggly lines let me use that word) Any way thanks for confirming this as a poem, Margo.
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The flowers in your yard are really beautiful. Brings back memories of our childhood when our parents had a lot of flowers in their yards. We try down here but is is difficult because of the rocky soil. Had a lot of flowers around the place in Yale, but last years drought took care of a lot of that. Really starting over up there. The Iris seems to be doing okay everywhere though., I’m glad of that!!
Neal
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I thought of Iris as you were writing. My mom had a forest of them. To bad about the rocky soils in McAlester, Neal.
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A rose, is a rose, is a rose, is a rose . . . and on and on. What beautiful ones – I can almost smell them looking at your lovely photos!
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I almost titled this post a rose is a rose…I did send along the intention of fragrance when I hit publish, glad you got it 😉
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