Our gar­den exploded this past week. All my bleed­ing hearts are in bloom. The hostas are com­ing in. The alli­ums and bee balm have open blos­soms. The white and pur­ple vio­lets have mul­ti­plied and are cov­ered with del­i­cate flowers.

Johann helped me do some weed­ing today. He knows I’ve had a rough week. He picked three vio­lets for me. I put them in my mini vase that used to belong to my grand­mother. They seemed to need more com­pany, so I went out and picked enough to fill the vase. They are cheery next to my chair where I sit and knit. Just the pick-me-up I needed.