Monday, April 12, 2021

Forsythia

When I lived in North Carolina, I lived across the street from a city park. Every spring when the forsythia bloomed there were bushes all around this block and our sunroom deck looked down upon all this beautiful color. I would go across the street and cut tons of branches and fill the house with all their beautiful blooms. It was always a sign that Spring was finally here and still is. When we moved here, I was determined to plant tons of the shrub and am still working on it but I love being able to cut vases for our kitchen and living room from our own mature shrubs. I love Forsythia.

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