Planted in the middle of last summer.
Its always so humble.
If you plant it from seeds, you can hardly see them.
In my container garden, they have lasted through two other plantings of annuals who have become too tender for the heat, too sensitive to the frost, to exuberant to sustain.
Now they fold over the lids of pots outside and send their sweet perfume to butterflies.
White in blossom, I always know when I am walking that I have passed a bed of them.
A homeowner on my route has given up the front lawn and replaced it with annuals. By perennials. This time of the year the daffodils are adding their scent to the air. But its primarily, the alyssum that command the scent of the spring air.
My sweet alyssum belongs to the mustard family. They have tiny white flowers.
: ) Pat
Saturday, April 2, 2011
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