The Bohemian hiked 11 miles, bringing this cutting home to me, saying it was ‘my flower’. At the time it was a stem with leaves. Now it roots in a jar on our kitchen counter and these two precious buds have recently revealed themselves.
I’m guessing this plant is related to the hibiscus, but it’s a bit of mystery until I see the flowers in full bloom. Here’s to the unfolding!
As a final farewell to summer (Jeb starts 3rd grade tomorrow), the Bohemian, Jeb and I caravan with friends to the end of the road. The forces of nature on a rugged coastline have prohibited humans from paving a highway that circles the entire island. Islanders get a horseshoe of a road instead, leaving a large section of mountains and ocean remote and pristine.
The end of the “u” where we camped is known for great sunsets but I found myself enamored with the morning light, rising moon and sunrise clouds.
Thank you, Summer!
Healing medicine growing in the garden…
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