Sunday was a bright, warm day.
But it proved to be the calm before the storm.
Monday morning brought thunder, lightning and a downpour.
the view from our front window |
The storm quenched the garden's thirst, which had returned after a week of sunshine.
But not before I'd harvested our first artichoke.
Around the fountain, the irises are eye-catching ... white on tanned skin, violet on boot-polish black and purple stripes with just a hint of gold.
Lurking in the shadows, catching the rays of the afternoon sun, a glorious rose.