It's no secret that I love, love, love irises. I'd have an entire garden of them if they weren't so darned seasonal. Better to invest real estate in roses and others that provide more long-term bloom.
Still, who can resist this:
The mostly cool, wet weather has turned our spot in the world into a green oasis. The lilacs are getting enormous, shown here just past their peak bloom:
And just so you know it's not all gardening all the time, I'll tell you that The Husband and I were living one of the ultimate Canadian stereotypes last night:
sitting in a small town bar drinking beer, eating poutine while
watching the Stanley Cup playoffs on the big screen TV.
And in case you didn't know, the LA Kings won.
Never mind, we had ice cream at the Silver Valley Store.
Life is good.