No Spring Can Be Complete Without A Foxglove Overdose
How can spring possibly be complete without a mad insane riotous overdose of masses of towering Foxgloves? Like a Manhattan for bees, in Easter-egg hues.
The California version is of course accented with Dracena draco:
Just as reflection belongs to Winter, and thankfulness to Autumn, giddiness is completely appropriate for Spring,
Ain't that fun? This was at Sherman Gardens in Corona del Mar. I keep meaning to plant foxglove seeds again--they are so easy--and somehow never get around to it. Maybe this fall...