It’s a gorgeous spring day and everything seems to celebrate spring! The birds are wild with delight and almost screaming as they cheer their songs to one another. The bees are busily finding every, single, spring blossom and are buzzing in happiness. The frogs croak lazily and are sunning themselves at the edge of the pond.
This has been my first day off in weeks, and it’s a perfect day to attack spring chores such as raking, planting, and pulling weeds. Even though we are in danger of a frost this week, I planted lettuce, beets, violas, and a few perennials. Little violas are one of my favorites. I like to tuck them in pots and into baskets. The fire in the firepit is low and crackling. It’s lovely to sit by the fire between garden chores. The ashes will go back to the woodland garden where we are building up low areas and working to make better soil in our clay-filled land.
The Pansy redbuds in honor of my parents are full of blooms and buzzing bees. I planted a Brunnera in a pot by a chair in the garden where I can view the sweet, tiny, blue flowers and lovely foliage with a cup of tea or a glass of wine. I now have a new, little, garden room.
I am looking forward to the many lovely days ahead. I sometimes feel I could be an agoraphobic to my garden. Hmm…that’s a thought…
