I look around the blogosphere and see waves of color in others people's gardens, longing for more from my own patch of land. My daffodils are waning but I see little evidence that there's a volunteer to take their place. It makes me want to run out and snatch up anything blooming at the nursery.
But, then sanity returns and I remember I have plenty of work to do just to get the garden in shape. Cleanup of the kitchen garden continues, there's still a pile of mulch to spread, I have more seeds to plant. The list goes on.
Besides, if I look a bit closer, I find whispers of rewards soon to come. The globe thistle has emerged from bluebells along the north side of the house. My orange lilies have survived another season of the dogs.
The "Midwinter Fire" Dogwood also is putting on its leaves, promising to fill the dark corner near the upper deck. And the Pearl Bush has fat buds that will soon burst forth with delicate creamy white flowers.
(Bride Pearl Bush)
6 comments:
I know what you mean, it can be very fustrating when y ou see all those photos of roses etc in Austin
That's true. I've found it hard to be patient too. I did tons of work yesterday though. It's nice to see all of those flowers out there though when I'm feeling blue.
Helen: The entire southeast area is living the life!
Cinj: I agree. Gardening is very therapeutic, even when yanking weeds.
Great photos of the emerging plants. Don't you just adore this time of year?
Such beautiful buds, Melanthia, and so much beauty that's still to come. Those lilies look sturdy enough to survive just about anything!
Thanks, I think it it the Bride Pearl Bush! You solved my little mystery, thank you! Lovely blog by the way.
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