I'm overwhelmed by the season. By the time it gets hot enough to complain, it seems I'm distracted by the sumptuous offerings of summer gardens. Lillies, lamium, digitalis, chamomile. FINE.

I wanted to tell you how happy I am.

[Flowers from my mother's beautiful garden, a Parisian door painted with Mimosa (bonjour, David!), chamomile in Union Square.]