For 11 months of the year this spirea, called Snowmound, is mostly forgettable. But for the month it’s in bloom, oh boy!
This shrub surprises me every year with its snowy mass of white, fragrant flowers. I just had to bring some branches inside for this week’s yard bouquet.
I love how the branches are so wild and carefree. I’ve put them on my dining room table and every time I pass by I kind of feel like giggling because the bouquet is just an unexpected explosion in a vase (the vase, by the way, is actually a jug). Oh, and the flowers smell divine.
Many thanks to my neighbor Patrick for helping me identify this plant. I’m only slightly embarrassed that I’ve lived with this shrub in my front yard for five years and never bothered to find out what it is (remember, it’s pretty dull when not in bloom).
Check back later today for an update on the robin and her eggs.