We spent July 15 in France — driving home across Champagne, Lorraine, and Alsace. For almost eight hours, we looked at the gorgeous wildflowers along the sides of the highways (a lot of Queen Anne’s lace) and listened to sad, reflective compositions on the classical radio station, Musique. It was the best comfort they could offer, the announcer said, for the awful news from Nice.
But for the previous three days, we had been in Normandy, where these bright hollyhocks were blooming in the little gravel courtyard of the house where we were staying.
To see the mid-July flowers of other garden bloggers, please visit Carol at May Dreams Gardens.