Nestled among aspen trees I planted 18 years ago are some perennial roses.
A fine gathering of white blossoms on an unknown tree grace this fine spring.
Some great light on a magnificent spring day creates a vibrant image.
Before the summer ends, these peaches will be dripping down my face.
At long last it looks and feels like spring, again. Another dreadful winter vanquished.
This is the prettiest Columbine patch I have ever seen. Incredible colors.
My favorite flower comes in a variety of colors. Some interesting info found here.