My office happens to be located in the most beautiful part of a ridiculously beautiful campus. We have a strict “no photographs” policy there, but lately I haven’t been able to resist whipping out my iPhone and snapping some pictures to share with Pookie and Boomer of the prettiest stuff I see as part of my daily grind.
First, there was the fluffy-blossomed tree next to my parking lot:
Just three days after I took these pictures, the tree was entirely leafed out, without a single blossom in sight.
But at 5:00 in the evening in mid-April, the entire white canopy was filled with buzzing bees.
A month later, the blossoms are long forgotten, but there are new flowers to take their place.
The iris beds around the circular drive in front of my building are outrageous:
And better than that, there’s the wall of ancient rhododendrons along the walk from my parking lot.
Rhododendrons are my very favorite flower/shrub/evergreen/whatever. I adore them. They feel so incredibly lush and mysterious and English manor house-y, and of course we only have one at stately IPB Manor, and it’s only knee high. So until ours becomes monumental, I’ll have to be happy with these.
These’ll do, though.