The garlic I planted last fall is growing beautifully.
Also growing beautifully are the ajuga. These grew in my parents’ back yard, and when they moved a few were transplanted here. For me, a yard is not a yard without their springtime splash of purple.
This bee seemed to be taking as much enjoyment from them as I was. With each landing, her weight pulled the flower head down to the ground. Then she’d catapult off to the next blossom. I imagined her calling, “Wheeee!”