The last honeysuckle, with the help of the early morning sun, was casting some lovely shadows. So bright against the drab concrete.Clover framed herself very well in the curve of the hose.Smithers in the garden (a.k.a her salad bowl).Hanging out at the Chicago Botanic Gardens. The tent in the distance was being set up for a wedding. Service along the promenade, cocktails in the English Walled Garden, and dinner overlooking the lake and Carillon. I don’t know who is getting married, but they will have an idyllic start.
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