Rain and roses

Late this afternoon it rained, blessed relief after two months of drought. My late-summer gardens look refreshed and radiant in the evening light.

On Saturday, my Pennsylvania friend Jeannie and I drove to Maine to help Liz and Ralph celebrate their 35th anniversary. Dogs (seven!) and humans had a fine time. Theirs is an extraordinary marriage, based on love, gentleness, and respect.


Liz and Ralph, at home in Maine.

This evening, my flowers and a glimpse of clearing sky ended the weekend on a sweet note.



Coral tea roses by our front porch.


From the driveway next door: balloon flowers in foreground.



In the front border gardens.


Black-eyed Susans amid a forest of ferns.


Impatiens on the back deck.


Our first tiny tomatoes will be picked and eaten momentarily.


After the rains, a glimpse of sky above Hope Street.