It seems that there have been some issues with blogger and things that used to work fine once upon a time are sort of finicky of late. I made a change to the comment method so I hope that will help a bit. And with this sort of ordinary, run-of-the-mill, technical mumbo jumbo, I hope a pretty picture will help.
This sweet thang is blooming just beside our porch. I look over from my seat on the glider and see the blooms in variations of color.
We planted this hydrangea a couple of years ago and it was small by comparison. This is proof, once again, that if I ignore a plant it will survive. And in many cases, thrive. Soon this plant with all its blossoms will be sitting next to me on the glider asking for an iced tea, a cookie and suggesting that I scoot over a bit so it can have a little more room.
Hi Ginger,
ReplyDeleteI love Hydrangea. My Grandmother had her garden filled with them and the splash of color always thrilled me as a little girl. We would sit in the yard and she would tell me the "magic" of how to get all the colors. Of course it was just that, a "story" for a little girl.
Hugs
I'mso glad I can comment on you blog now.
ReplyDeleteYour hydrangers are beautiful and cheer my morning.
My absolute favourite flower such wonderful colours Ginger!
ReplyDeleteRaewyn
My Grandmother grew beautiful Hydrangea too, I always think of her when I see them...thanks Ginger :O)
ReplyDeleteWow, your hydrangea is beautiful! I love the variation in the colours, so pretty.
ReplyDeleteNicki, xx
@ The Bear's Blog - I would love to have heard your Grandmother's story!
ReplyDelete@ Kays Kids - Nice of you to say. Glad you enjoyed the flowers.
@ Raewyn - I love them too!
@ Mima's Bears - There must be something about hydrangeas and Grandmother's.
@ Nicki - The variation of the colors is amazing!