I know…pictures of gardens can be…boring. But I simply could not stop myself from riding around my neighborhood last week with my bike and my camera. Its been a delightful summer weather-wise and all these plants having been loving it, along with the rest of us. I know I have.
Wyndmoor is one of those strange little towns that most people don’t know about. It’s tucked away somewhere between Chestnut Hill and Glenside…Flourtown and Cheltenham. We don’t have a post-office or a coffee shop or a Target. But we have lots of quiet, tree-lined streets, bird-filled parks and crackly sidewalks. And lots of gardens.
Eastern ave – one of my favorite little streets
a happy, green lawn
a good place to sit with an afternoon cocktail / E. Pleasant St
happy hostas – these remind my of the ones at my grandmother’s house in Warminster. I just love hostas. Or ‘hosfelds’ as John calls them.
ladies and gentlemen…please welcome the Dill Blossoms
cute cut-out wooden shutters & black-eyed Susan on East Hartwell. This color combo reminds me of Halloween.
these lilies smelled absurdly delicious – Ardmore Ave
pools of light and shadow on Eastern Ave
green on green
love the colors going on here on this recently rehabbed Flourtown Ave bungalow.
a pretty back-lit perennial border
echinacea – just like my mom used to grow on Ingham Drive
morning glory and hydrangea
love this – you can tell a real free-spirit lives here.
more porch-envy on Wyndmoor Ave
this lady grows succulents…on her sidewalk median. Impressive.
the golden light beginning to come out – another sidewalk median garden.
sunlight through the lindens / E. Gravers
mom…what is this stuff? I’ve also seen it growing on my neighbor Micky’s front porch.
lots of pretty colors spill out from behind wrought iron fences here in Wyndmoor.
a gorgeous old stump covered in moss, mushrooms and more hostas. Just beautiful.
Wyndmoor…I heart you.