tiny.blooms.

bloom

in the third year of our backyard garden, the Artemisia Silver Mound bloomed. i didn’t know it would do that.

 

The rich, sweet smell of the hayricks rose to his chamber window; the hundred perfumes of the little flower-garden beneath scented the air around; the deep-green meadows shone in the morning dew that glistened on every leaf as it trembled in the gentle air: and the birds sang as if every sparkling drop were a fountain of inspiration to them.
— Charles Dickens said that