Thursday, April 14, 2016

14, Rosemary

I have not ceased to be amazed at what grows here, or on what a different scale familiar plants grow. The herb that can't survive a winter in the northeast, and barely survives the summer in the southeast grows like a hedge out here. This picture I took today in the little garden at the kids' school, where the rosemary tumbles over the stone wall, covered in little purple flowers. 

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