1. Artichokes, bigger than my hand, made dinner fun tonight.
2. The delicate branches of Bridal Veil Spiraea arch from the vase and form a beautiful arrangement.
3. Last summer someone I love gave the Trumpet Vine a pruning that we compare to the cutting of a Barbie doll's hair. (You persist in evening off each side and before you know it, the hair is gone.) I still remember my scream and her tears when I first laid eyes on the sad spectacle. Today I rejoice in the return of a vigorous vine. It will probably be more beautiful than ever, covering the pergola and finally giving us shade.