Certainly, there is no surprise that a garden’s peak would be in the spring, and does it matter if one day or week is better than another? Of course not, but as I stroll the garden, I can’t help it. Today is best, though the same was said a week ago, and this will probably be claimed again in another week.
Branches of yellow, red, and orange flowered, fragrant Exbury azaleas (below) wind through a wide spreading redbud, with the azaleas’ blooms coming on just as the redbud’s were fading. Many of the garden’s evergreen azalea have flowered sparsely after a relatively mild, but confounding winter that killed an inordinate number of long established trees and shrubs, a result, I surmise, of excess moisture and a short period of extreme cold. The Exbury azaleas have flowered as usual, which is splendidly, and elicits wonder to why these are not planted more frequently.