The spring flowers are coming on apace in Beach Grove; not so much up here on the hilltop. My birdbath was frozen over a couple of times last week. But we'll get there eventually. Almost all of my perennials have poked an inch or so of green through the top dressing on the soil - steer manure and bone meal, this time. The hostas and ferns are still in hiding. I've planted more seedlings; Sweet William, foxglove, columbine, Candytuft and Fairy's thimble. (I love these names. They roll so easily off the tongue!) Laurie's going to put in a purple gooseberry shrub -yum!
But those fruits and flowers are all in the future; at present we're glad of Beach Grove. These are from last week's showing:
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| Cherry blossoms against a blue, blue sky |
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| Creamy white clematis |
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| Looking down the throat of a strongly yellow daffodil |
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| Narcissi and their shadows |
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| A green-flowered hellebore |
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| The waxy flowers of Pieris japonica |
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| And some humble purple asters. Well, as humble as asters ever get, crouching down at toe level. |
I'm heading up to Strathcona tomorrow. There'll be gardens to envy, to emulate, and probably to shake my head at, bemused.
I love the yellow daffodils. The ones in my garden float were just about to open when I left. Yesterday, Mom and I drove out to the Skagit Valley to see the fields of daffodils in bloom. They were so bright and cheerful on an overcast day. - Margy
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