The rear garden, looking northwest. In order of prominence: the apple, its pink blossoms almost white now; the poorly-sited Pieris japonica, its sudden red growth just as suddenly an indifferent shade of yellow; the grape arbor; the "Miss Kim" dwarf lilac; the laurel hedge, flowering for the first time in over a half-century (but on my neighbour's side); and the marguerite-inspired paver path to the garage (see below, from April 18), which I wrote into the ground last week, a poem like the path beside it.
