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Showing posts with label spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spring. Show all posts
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Friday, May 3, 2013
Springtime Brilliance
NATIONAL PHOTO MONTH, DAY 3
Tuesday evening, as the sleet crackled against the windows and gave way to snow, our neighbor rang the doorbell.
She brought us this pretty bouquet. She had hastily cut all of her magnificent tulips so they wouldn't be destroyed by the spring storm. What a lovely gesture!
Make it a great day!
Thursday, May 2, 2013
I'm Dreaming of a White May Day?
NATIONAL PHOTO MONTH, DAY 2
When I left for work yesterday, May Day, these sweet white flowers cascaded down one side of our retaining wall. I can never remember what they're called, so I just call them snow flowers. They're one of the first plants to bloom in my garden each spring.
Evening rain turned to sleet, which turned to snow during the night. Weatherman says it's been 46 years since we've had measurable snow in May here. Only four instances of measurable May snow since the 1870s.
Welcome, May!
Make it a great day!
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Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Pansy Power
For centuries, pansy images have adorned postcards and wallpaper, china and linens, fabric and artwork. When I was a child, pansies led the flower parade in my mother's garden every spring. And, since my childhood, pansies have remained a favorite of mine.
This past weekend, I picked up several treasures at a couple of estate sales. One was a large, handmade tool caddy. When I grabbed it, I planned to use it in the garden later this spring--after the threat of frost is long past. But, I kept wishing I could plant flowers in it now, to bring some much-needed relief from the dreary gray, cold days we've had the past several weeks.
Wait! Why not? This is the perfect weather for the sweet and sassy countenance of the pansy.
The rough and rugged tool caddy makes a substantial planter.
Despite its well-worn exterior, the classic caddy gives a warm welcome to these pretty pansies.
A lovely touch of spring. The only touch of spring in our neck of the woods.
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Sunday, March 10, 2013
More Like Fall Back
Spring Ahead?
Last weekend, I took all the winter decorations down.
This weekend, I started putting up the spring decorations.
This morning, we awoke to this--what the local forecasters said was a possibility of 1-3 inches of snow starting in the wee hours of Sunday morning continuing through Sunday night. Mid-day we already had 4-6 inches, with 6-8 inches now predicted. Winds are strong. At times, we can't see across the street. White out!
Inconvenience and spring fever aside, our area has been in an officially classified "extreme drought" for the past 12 to 15 months. We desperately need the moisture. And, good news is, this time of year, the melt will come quickly (I hope).
On this first day of 2013 Daylight Saving Time, our landscape may look more like we should have fallen back. Instead, we'll get to enjoy from the warmth of home gazing at the beauty of a late snowfall an hour longer into the evening.
Make it a great day!
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Color My World
Here in the midsection of the country, the season is a full three to five weeks ahead of normal. But, who's complaining?
My crocus, above, are long gone. Some years, we'd just be seeing them now. All of the tulips are well ahead of schedule. Some of my varieties are on the downhill slide now. Others, I've already stuck a fork in.
The native Prairie Smoke flaunts it pink heads. By the time these normally bloom, the pretty blossoms will have given way to an intriguing puff of smoke--fluffy seed heads that grace these attractive plants until winter.
Brunnera are among my favorite early bloomers. This year's show does not disappoint.
Garden, the color becomes you.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Hello, Color
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
--William Wordsworth
A few years ago, my thoughtful husband surprised me with a beautiful bulb garden to brighten a cold and colorless January. Now, the bulb garden has become a tradition, bringing a shot of warmth to the dreariness that is winter in the Midwest.
When my husband brought this one home a couple of days ago, the daffodils had just popped their colorful heads out of the buds. The white hyacinth was just peeking through and the crocus was a mere green nub.
I hope you'll come back over the next couple of weeks and watch with me as the illusion of spring unfolds in my dining room.
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