Goodbye Foxglove, I barely knew you.

Hit the point in spring where flowers begin to shift over to other flowers.  The irises are dying and curling, the tulips have long since lost their petals, and the poppies are starting to shed their showy colors.

There’s more, I’m sure.  The sun was nice today, but I spent most of it inside.  I love Seattle, I know I’ve said it, but I’m finding the city difficult at the moment, despite the beauty. Or because of it, and because of how much I love it.