The Honeylocust are blooming.They smell fabulous. I adore the smell of these trees. They are one of my favorites. The blossoms float down to the ground on the breeze when you walk by.. and you are surrounded by the fragrance. They grow along the river. So on a hot day, as I try to plant the last of the squash and sunflowers, and the bugs are bad..the honeylocust and the river call to me. Memorial Day has past. It is time to go.
Wade with me!
The water is cool and refreshing, but watch your step, the rocks are slippery when wet. The water is still to cold for a dip. It is rare that I would even think of swimming until the 4th of July, but I do love to go wading.
I took some Honeylocust home with me...watch out if you pick um...they are thorny devils...but they make the kitchen smell heavenly!