S loves white flowers. When we first moved here, we set aside a space to be the white garden. As the seasons changed and the trees grew, it did not turn into the loveliness envisioned, mostly for lack of enough sunlight. But today, there is still evidence of my passion for white flowers. The pure white with just green, is fitting for the honoring of the Irish, so here is a sampling.
Petunias, ready for planting:
Wild Violets: the grass contains hundreds of blooms.
Violet with grasshopper:
Wild Cherokee Rose, just getting started:
Tea Olive--a favorite for its heavenly scent:
B's English Peas:
Happy St. Patrick's Day!