These photos are of a Pink Flowering Currant, and we had one on our property growing up. We called it the Fairy Tree, because it bloomed each spring in the forest nowhere near any other flowers, and seemed magical with it's bright, tiny blossoms.
I like to imagine my eventual garden (the one I'll have when I grow up) and picture a wild-looking place filled with indigenous plants and pretty stone pathways weaving in between. This garden will be quiet and peaceful, with birds chirping and a bench for sipping tea. There will be cherry and apple trees, hellebore, ranunculus, and maybe some non-invasive bamboo. I'd like to look out my kitchen window, smile, and think to myself how well things are growing, and how green and pretty my garden is.
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