Even though we’re having a heat wave with record highs, spring will be around for a few more weeks. The fiddleheads below have now turned into beautiful ferns, but I love to watch them uncurl.

The Japanese Maple below was a lovely gift from a neighbor’s son. The bright spring reds turn darker as the summer progresses, but it’s always beautiful.

The old stumps from the Frazier Firs that died have a new life as supports for two, matching clematis. The one I moved this winter lived, and will be cut back this year.

It took a friend to find out that the tree I thought was a regular dogwood was actually an alternate leaf dogwood. The robins love the dark berries that form after the blooms are gone. They manage to sprout everywhere, probably because of the robins.

The one above has been kept trimmed to something that resembles a large bonsai.

If they aren’t trimmed the lower branches dies as they grow. This one across the street was given to former neighbors. When they left no one else cared for it. The one on the left I discovered in the woods behind the garage this year. It was the first time it bloomed.

The mountain laurel are coming into full bloom. Each blossom is so intricate.

The old-fashioned rose below was a gift from a dear friend who is now gone. Hopefully this will bloom many years in his memory.

Most of my roses have presented their showy flowers and shared their perfume.