like a string of pearls

i'm kind of high on andromeda these days.  it's really inexplicable.  i love the drippy white bells and rich foliage.  as you may have read in my forsythia post, we drove to shelter island for the pleasure of cutting andromeda from my friend's yard.  both my friend and the bushes were so generous to me.

one of the true pleasures of spring is that the flowers and flowering branches are so fleeting.  there's beauty in the bud, in the bloom and in its inevitable fading.