Every year around what is today actually the first day of summer, we celebrate the solstice with a road trip to the northwest corner of Connecticut to visit perhaps the most glorious garden emporium in the region... and every year that we've been visiting White Flower Farm, I take the same picture from the same spot of the display area in full bloom. Only the weather varies—the blossoms, starting with the magnificent Kousa Dogwood, exhibit the same species of floral perfection. We're there, of course, to take advantage of the annual WFF tent sale, during which we can use the $25 gift certificate we seem now to always have to buy plants we don't really need and, without the sale and the certificate, couldn't otherwise afford. When we're done shopping, we stroll the grounds, rain or shine—this year it was misting—delight in the landscape, and take picture after picture of horticultural inspiration.