Nursery Rhymes

And so it begins. The flower pandemic. 

You see, my poor unfortunate dearies, this seems to be the year of the macro for me. Macro + Oregon Spring/Summer + sadistic gardening mother = FLOWERS EVERYWHERE. 

And so, you simply must know that it was fairly... unavoidable, shall I say? On the other hand, at  least I'm learning. :) Learning is good. And so, to pass by this latest nursery hunt much less painfully (I hope at least), I'm going to chunk this petaled babies up by color.

Be prepared, you poor things.