A song for tulips passing
Grass is still growing. Wind is still blowing. Sun shines, clouds pass. But the tulips are done showing.
Read More A song for tulips passingI write every day. Sometimes I even blog.
Grass is still growing. Wind is still blowing. Sun shines, clouds pass. But the tulips are done showing.
Read More A song for tulips passingIt’s the first little sign of my Alpine strawberries making little fruits. Isn’t it cute?
Read More May be strawberriesIt’s that time of year when I look over the racks of seeds in the store thinking, Ooh I want those. But don’t I already have some cleome seeds around somewhere? Even when I look through my collection of seeds at home, I still can’t shake that feeling. Today, not only this mystery but another […]
Read More The mystery of the seed packetsI seem to have discovered, much to my surprise, that I’m one of those people who need to get a little writing done first thing in the morning. I’ve resisted this idea for ages; it always seems to be couched in terms of getting up before dawn to write for a few hours. That ain’t […]
Read More Writing first thingNow is the time when the lilacs take over from the daffodils for providing the sweet scent of spring.
Read More Lilac SundayWhat I consider my ground covers are doing their thing. Since I want the violets where they are, they’re not weeds, they’re wildflowers. The ajuga come from a six pack that I planted years ago, and after much coddling are finally looking good. The strawberries are only a couple years old, and happily spreading. This […]
Read More Meanwhile, on the groundThe bulbs are the harbingers of spring, but Bleeding Heart is one of those flowers that says full on, unequivocal Spring is here. This one has gotten bigger over the years, survived a move, and gotten even bigger. It’s almost big enough to look nice in a photo, but somehow the camera still doesn’t capture […]
Read More In which I persist in posting pictures of flowersI spent the day trucking about, so I barely have energy left for admiring the blossoms climbing up that little apple tree. Who cares if it fruits? These are pretty enough. Sleep and grow well, little apple tree.
Read More Still admiring apple blossomsI got my spring harvest of collards today. Just in time, as they are about to bolt into shoots of skinny broccolini style flowers. I would have gotten them a lot sooner, but the turkeys got them first. Just the same, all four plants survived. I found plenty of leaves to gather, and the greens […]
Read More In which I enjoy my spring green collardsSo here’s a weed that’s a bit easier to deal with than the Evil One. Mulleins. Notice the trowel poised to remove it. Ignore the tulips and dandelions.
Read More Mullein slain