Some pretty glads my son planted for me.
Yesterday was my birthday and I had such a great day. Eric took me to my favorite Chinese restaurant for lunch and then we went to a park and walked and walked. It was such fun. I snapped some pictures with my phone to share. You can click for larger images.
I spent the past several days transplanting different plants, weeding, mulching… general gardening stuff. Yesterday I worked all day and finally got my bedding plants, window boxes and planters finished. Imagine my irritation when I awakened at 3:00 AM this morning by one hellacious storm. Despite the dark, torrential rain, hail balls, and sky to ground lightening, I went out to see what damage was being caused to my new little plants. My first clue that they might not fare well was the ankle high hail balls and piles of leaves and twigs ripped from the trees I was wading through. The little guys look pretty pitiful. Whether any will survive is anyone’s guess. I’m sitting here thinking about going back to bed and wishing I’d spent the past several days frolicking in the park. It wouldn’t have been nearly as big a waste of time.
It was too dark to take pictures, but these two from the pubic domain look pretty similar to what we had except you couldn’t see our grass because our ground was completely covered.
Some photos- edible and non-edible plants.
I love it when my chives are blooming. Although delicious, I mostly grow them for ornamental purposes. I also snapped a couple of pictures of Star of Bethlehem in my garden yesterday. These little guys grow abundantly along our creek banks and they seem to like my garden areas too. Although it’s sold as a spring time garden flower, it’s an invasive species which will crowd out native plants. All parts of this little beauty are poisonous. Even though I think it’s beautiful, I keep my eye on it in my gardens. When it starts spreading, I dig it out.
Common Names: (Star-of-Bethlehem, grass lily, nap-at-noon, eleven-o’clock lady)
I was feeling down all last week after learning of my cousin’s death so soon after losing another family member and my post yesterday reflected that. Thought I’d attempt to lighten both my mood and my blog’s with a little post on gardening and some photos. The azaleas are blooming. Always a treat. So pretty I had to snatch a couple for my nightstand.
My neighbor had a large strawberry garden that had mostly died out, but there were plants growing here and there. He very kindly told me I could dig them all and keep them. So I trudged my happy little self down there and with the help of my eldest son dug up a wheel barrow full. I do love strawberries. My dad was a strawberry farmer and having an abundance of fresh berries to eat every spring and summer is something I have really missed.
I’ve stuck the plants into containers until I get my raised bed finished. I’ve got it about half full of a mixture of compost and top soil. I didn’t realize it would take so much to fill it. The plants are blooming and have little baby berries already. I’ll have get out there today and clip all those off so they can concentrate on sending out all those little runners. They’re ever-bearing which means if they do well, I might have a few berries to eat come late summer.
It’s said that when the Robins return spring has sprung. The Robins have been back for about three weeks, but it has still been very wintry. Seeing them hopping around the yard with their rusty, red chests puffed out did however, give the promise of spring.
A more definite sign are these little beauties. I came across a huge patch of them on my walk a couple of days ago. They were growing in a vacant lot where once a devoted gardener lived and with a loving hand planted them all over their front lawn. The house and it’s occupants may be long gone, but these purple blooms popping up every year means they will never be forgotten. It may be snowing today, but having seen these crocus I know spring is very, very near.
Wow, the month of February has been quite a roller coaster ride around here. The good is that we warmed up considerably for a few days, even reached 72 one day. I didn’t think anything could melt those eight inches of petrified ice on my driveway, but it’s gone. In fact all the snow and ice is gone with the exception of a few spots here and there. The bad is that as usual with a warm up comes wind and rain. Lots of wind and rain. And the ugly is that the tornado sirens were blaring the other night, as we were under tornado warnings. Nothing happened, other than a few smaller tree limbs came down. I was so happy for the warmer temps even tornadoes were unable to dampen my enthusiasm. My brother had major surgery last week and Saturday hubby and I made the two hour trip to the hospital. It was a glorious day. My brother was doing well, the sun was shining and it was 63 degrees. Unfortunately, as they say, all good things must come to an end. It was snowing again last night, but just as it began to accumulate, it stopped. So there’s still bare ground out there, but the cold is definitely back. Here’s a few photos from February. Look at the first one. I found these sedum coming up under all that ice.