Runaway Rose

We have a runaway rose!

It grew up among viburnum bushes, one solitary branch

that wound its way across the mulch, cascading over the

garden wall, to bloom in the base of our turkey fryer.

The long, cool, wet Spring has made the woods thick

and flowers are springing up all over the garden wall.

Once I get over this knee problem I need to trim away

the wild bushes and vines that have also taken advantage

of the almost perfect weather. It won't be long before

the rest of the iris bloom and the stella d'oro daylilies are 

bursting with flowers.

 My granddaughter was going to plant flowers for me but

 we had about 3 inches of rain over the last couple of days.  Our main gauge 

is the low water bridge at the end of the county road. 

 Everyone takes a quick look to the left (or right) as they pass 

to see if it's near the top, under, or in more severe situations,

 if whole trees are stuck on top!

One thing is certain, the pollen is incredible.

It sits on the vehicles and floats in the fountain.

The bees are loaded down, their legs a thick yellow orange

as they fly from flower to flower.