It's that time of year and I love it!

I guess my mom didn't like hydrangeas because in my childhood yard full of flowering scrubs there wasn't one hydrangea.  I didn't really discover the magic of hydrangeas and their

range of delicate blues and purples until I visited my mother-in-law's home in Atlanta many years ago.  I love the flower's color, the fullness of the mop-head flower clusters and the low maintenance nature of the scrub.  It doesn't ask for much, but gives and gives for weeks.  Yesterday I cut a big bunch to bring inside.  They make me smile and soothe my soul.  Thank you hydrangea!