July means a riot of everything all together all at once. Flowers, vegetables, vines, weeds.
The loss of the hedge and trees in my neighbor’s yard still hurts. I feel very exposed on my deck, where I used to feel private. But the Virginia creeper is starting to take hold on the fence-top trellises and the viburnum is fruiting for the first time due to the extra sun. I’ll take my wins where I can get them.
A Gardener's Lot 