We tend to take for granted what we have in abundance, and in Washington the rhododendron is abundant- not to mention hard to spell. 😉
And it brings back memories too. Of traveling to grandma’s house and counting the rhodies we saw in the forest along highway 101 on Hood Canal. It was a game to see who could find the most, a clever trick my mom came up with to keep us kids occupied during the final stages of the long ride over. The bright pink flowers of the large shrubs stood out against the dark green of the woods similar to the ones blooming in my front yard now.
You can find all colors in local gardens everywhere.
Lacy, frilly, feminine flowers yet an uncomplaining workhorse in the garden.