Thursday, June 23, 2011

"I saw a delicate flower that had grown up two feet high, between the horses' path and the wheeltrack.  An inch more to right or left would have sealed its fate, or an inch higher.  Yet it lived to flourish as much as if it had a thousand acres of untrodden space around it, and never knew the danger it incurred.  It did not borrow trouble, nor invite an evil fate by apprehending it."

~Henry David Thoreau

The Crepe Myrtles are in Bloom!

I love that there are crepe myrtles in our front yard.

There have been crepe myrtles 
in every place that Mr. H. and I have lived
over the past seventeen years. :-) 

There was a crepe myrtle 
at the first little apartment we lived in,
the duplex we lived in when our daughter was born,
the first little house we bought 
and were living in when our son was born,
the house we built,
and now this house we live in now.

Different homes,
same pretty crepe myrtles outside.

At this house we have 
a purplish pink one,
a white one,
 and a dark pinkish red one.

Even in this long drought we're in right now,
it's the middle of June and the crepe myrtles are in bloom. :-)