The birds can take a bath among the hosta.
My hydrangea is blooming.
The Tri Color Beech tree is striking.
My herbs are thriving.
My window boxes are overflowing.
And thanks to my friend Ellen, a watering can sits nicely by the front door.
I'd like to take all the credit for the yard, but this year the husb worked endlessly in the garden to prepare for the graduation party.
After an inch and a half of rain overnight, the sun is shining in central Indiana.