Our neighbours were a little surprised when we moved into the neighborhood. For one thing, all our stuff came in a garbage truck – I became friends with a man who has a garbage removal company due to cleaning out my mom’s house for months on end. Then there were other strange habits: I never prune bushes. I don’t believe in the nice, neatly shaped balls that the old owner cultivated. They all looked exactly the same. This spring they rewarded me by exploding with flowers. For this Philadelphus, it’s the first time it has bloomed in decades.
