Morning coffee on the veranda is a calm and serene beginning to the day. Bird song fills the air, and fresh mountain air brushes past in a gentle cool breeze. I breathe deeply, and enjoy the dappled sunlight through the forest, shinrinyoku. Again, I reflect on gratitude, and the concept of shoganai – a situation over which one has no control that I explored in my post on Gratitude during my Japanese Inspired February series. Certainly that applies nowadays. On this Mother’s Day, I reflect on the memory of my mother, and the special relationship I have with my mother-in-law. For all you moms out there, have a wonderful day, and I hope you are able to connect with your families safely today. Now, enjoy a walk in our garden and see what is blooming, and who is visiting.
Robins have been showing up lately, sometimes in dozens. Spring is here.
Warmer days came this past week, and I was able to get outside to dig in the dirt a bit. I had previously done a bit of weeding and clean up, and My Sweet Babboo helped me put mulch down. The dusty miller and the dianthus are looking good, and I placed my little yard art rusty bicycle against the wall.
The burgundy irises are blooming, with more to come.
On a leaf, this lovely dragonfly with gossamer wings was resting a bit.
The later white iris blooms had a bit of lavendar on the bottom falls.
Late blooming azaleas opened up in gorgeous deep pink.
A lighter pink azalea blooms near the driveway.
Blackberry brambles have made it closer to the driveway, and are loaded with white flowers. Maybe I’ll get a few berries for a cobbler this year.
A female wild turkey has been coming around from time to time. I think George needs to find her and start courting.
Moving the planting bench up near the veranda makes it easier get the pots done. I planted what I had left to do. I’m not sure I’ll get the torenias for the hanging baskets this year. I did see a hummingbird this week, inspecting the geranium flowers.
I put the tomatoes in big pots earlier, with cages to keep them upright. They had a bit of transplant shock, as I had to wait so long to do this, but seem to be recovering and growing now.
I put my Doves Yard Art in with the pink dianthus again. I like the contrast of the dark and light.
Oliver is learning to sit up at the bird feeder pole. I am trying to teach him that if he comes up on the veranda, he will get chased off with the broom. But, if he sits nicely, he’ll get a tasty bite. He sits up like this when he sees me, putting his little paws together, so cute. “Please, may I have a morsel?”
Well, of course you can, you adorable little rascal.
Near where Oliver enjoys his snack, the clover are blooming in the rock lined trench that channels water away from the house on rainy days.
Out back, fallen trees from years past have allowed more sunlight to the forest floor. A flame azalea, wild in this part of the country, finally has enough sun to bloom.
Beautiful rich orange flowers catch the eye, glowing in the sunlight.
Another marvel, I noticed these new leaves this year, a carpet under the rhododendrons of large umbrella shaped leaves.
I had a closer look, and did a bit of research. These are May Apples, a wild plant that grows in wooded areas. The fruit is toxic unless it is fully ripe. I’ve not seen the fruit yet, so will be interested to watch it grow.
Looks like I’ll have some peaches this year. That is, if I get them before the bear does.
The lady slippers have matured and the stems got a lot taller. I still feel like these are a rare and precious gift of nature. So much beauty, and we are grateful to live here.
Maddeningly, overnight temps for the past two nights have been near freezing, so all the potted plants had to go back to the sunroom again. The cold is setting records, and I’ll be glad when it warms up for good.
What is blooming in your garden?