The first six stems were in full bloom yesterday, so I snipped them right off the bush and brought them inside.
I can't believe it's mid-May already. If I had to pick a favorite month, it would be a toss-up between May and October. It's hard to beat May: warm enough for lighter clothing, but not so sweltering that make up drips off your face ten minutes after you put it on; everything is really, really full and green with no hint of yellowy-August burn out; birds sing all day without interruption from the obnoxious cicadas. It's a good month. I wish it would slow down a little.