My friend Marilyn has come for a visit, so I took her on a short neighborhood tour. From the slope of Mt Tabor, an old volcano (dead, I was assured), she could see Portland
and our reservoirs
with their dark dungeon towers.
Then I showed her my favorite garden
which looks like a greeting card,
and we admired the flowers one by one.
First, the peonies
and the California poppies
then, the blue blue blue bachelor buttons
and the bright red poppies which remind me of Flanders' fields in Belgium.
I couldn't stop taking pictures so here is just one more . . .
On the program today: more gardens!