Garden Journal

Entries in spring (19)

Saturday
May072011

It's.Raining.AGAIN.

Or maybe it hasn't stopped. At least not since yesterday early evening midday.

raindrops on blossoms

Prunus serrulata 'Kanzan'

 

S-i-g-h.

Big. Sigh. Again. The kind you make after a wet, chilly April followed by more rain than sun during the first week of May -- a fresh month that started with the promise of warmth and sunshine but now looks & feels more like March. And November. Combined.

Except for the blossoms :-). They're a little weather-battered but still beautiful, graceful, and, because of their resilience & tenacity, spirit-lifting. The rain cannot wash them away. Hurrah!

Time to turn away from the window. (I'm obsessing: Is the sky looking a bit lighter? The pounding on the metal flashing quieter?) Instead, I'll look to the screen where I've saved brighter moments from this past week.

'Ukon'

Prunus 'Ukon'

 

'Kanzan'

Prunus serrulata 'Kanzan'

 

'Shirofugen'

Prunus 'Shirofugen'

 

'Kanzan'

Prunus serrulata 'Kanzan'

 

yesterday evening's colour & light

Flowering crabapple (Malus)

 

And, ahem, may I remind May she has some promises to keep. I'm more than ready to go "racing through meadows without any coat."

Sunday
Apr242011

Flowers for Easter: 1. Tulips

Tulips for Easter

Elegant pink tulips grace the City Hall Community Gardens gate

Monday
Apr042011

Blooming in the neighbourhood

Daffodils along the path:

Daffodils

'Akebono' cherry blossoms overhead:

'Akebono' cherry blossoms

And close to home, Rosemary officinalis 'Blue Spires' outside the balcony doors:

I see blue

Wednesday
Mar232011

Wordless Wednesday

Suddenly, spring

Tuesday
Mar222011

Sunshine...

bright colour...

Suddenly, spring

and fresh buds on a living fence (willow, perhaps)...


 ... an inviting path to the vernal equinox this past Sunday afternoon.

For three, blissful hours we walked with frequent stops to view spring emerging and unfurling.

I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet it in a garden. 
~Ruth Stout