Steaming coffee mug in hand, still in my robe (dressing gown for my Brit readers),
hair like a bird's nest from a rather restless night, I 'walked the bounds' of my little
secret garden after the sun came up on this beautiful Sunday morning.
So many of the azalea buds were zapped in the three nights of below freezing
temperatures a couple of weeks ago, especially the big loose flowers of my
favorite, George Tabor - the lovely pink one in the center of the collage.
They budded so early in February - an unusually warm month this year -
and along with my hydrangeas, jasmines and the two fig trees, really took
a beating. The deeper pink double blooming azaleas are fine, and red and
white ones are just starting to show color so are in good shape and will look
pretty in another week or so, perhaps in full bloom for Easter.
Other pretty shrubs and plants in the collage are doing well -
they include variegated Solomon's Seal, Spanish bluebells, hosta,
vining akebia, tulips (dark Queen of the Night and Pink Diamond), and
pansies and violas in pots along the front walkway.
Shortly we are heading into the garden to work for a while. It's a comfortable 52F
and Bob has to mow again as the grass is growing like crazy. I will deadhead
the daffodils, fertilize some perennials, pull a few weeds. . . . . . . and pick a small
bunch of bluebells for the kitchen windowsill.
I do believe Spring is really here at last.
Hope your day is beautiful.