While I was traveling, my garden was faithfully waiting, growing up and has met me with a great variety, namely with,...
the forest of sunflowers,...
ripening apples and ...
pears, ...
the first pumpkin,
the repairing strawberry and ...
the first flowering of the rose bush, which turned out to be yellow.
Of course the weeds waited for me impatiently, but a number of of them are handsome as well, such as this burdock.
But as for me, the viburnum is the first beauty. Is not it?