Spring, that magical time of year when nature takes center stage. Green, like no other green. Flowers in early bud, a promise of things to come. And last but not least the Winter survivors. After a brutal Winter I am surprised anything survived. My beautiful Knock Out Rose, that stunner with branches so laden with roses that they had to be supported! Gone. Dead. And my deepest pain, Mr. in his ardent weeding pulled up and tossed my Perennial Foxglove. They even survived the Winter!!! Mmmmmmm! (need some background music? Run Through the Jungle, Credence Clearwater Revival!)
|the Peony in bud, ants and all!|
|Peony, about half open.|
|A Winter survivor in the Herb garden, onion Chives.|
- There are not enough hours in the day. While I have known this for a long time I think it takes me longer to do just about everything. It's retirement.
- My gardening efforts are much less this year. We have added some tomatoes but not much more so far. I am loosing one bed I think, the one that had the fungus problem last year.
- The dirt there needs to go. Even though I have covered it with plastic, let it heat up to sterilize the dirt etc. I don't trust it. Two years in a row.
- I need to hit the nurseries this week to seek out some special plants and moss.
- Have a lovely and restful day. These are the days we wait for during the dark days of Winter.