Spring has sprung in the mountains! On our property, our cherry is starting to bloom. I’m not sure what variety this is, I think it is a Japanese cherry, but I really don’t know. I’ve never seen any fruit on it. Or else the birds and bears are eating them before I notice any. Still, the pretty pink blooms on the edge of the meadow say spring is here. I just hope we don’t get a late freeze.
As we drove over to the vaccination clinic last week, I noticed that the weeping cherries were blooming beautifully. I hadn’t brought a camera with me, so here is a photo of one from a few years ago. These are bursting out all over the place right now, just gorgeous. The delicate pink blooms have a lovely light scent.
I love weeping cherries. They grow very tall, this one was well over 100 feet, with delicate pink blooms that cascade down the branches. This isn’t the best photo as it was taken on a rainy day, but it shows the shape and majesty of these trees.
Lots of forsythia are in bloom now too. These golden blossoms are so pretty, and I have been meaning to plant a couple in our yard for years now. Every spring I declare I’ll do it, and every year I forget to get them when I’m getting my torenias. Maybe this will be the year. This photo is from a few years ago, too. I should never go anywhere without a camera!
A thunderstorm with hail was forecast last week, so right before it started to rain, I went out to cut some of the daffodils to bring inside. I usually don’t do this, as I like them to remain in the garden. But hail would destroy them, so I cut a couple of vases full.
Then the storm wasn’t as bad as predicted. I was glad I left half of them in the garden, so now I can enjoy them on the counter as well as in the yard.
A few days later, and more blooms have opened, so you don’t even know I cut a bunch. It looks like there are yet more to come, too.
On the island flowerbed in the driveway circle, the vinca minor ground covers are blooming bright purple, looking like a carpet. Such a vibrant color, especially when accented by the yellow daffodils.
Going up the mountainside in the back, the vincas cover the ground all over.
Here’s a look at another section. These cover the mountainside, thousands of tiny purple flowers.
I found this little hyacinth bloom in the front flowerbed, not as full as the first time it bloomed, but still fragrant. And it is several years old now.
Jack stopped by a few days in the past week. I haven’t seen Oliver in a few days. My Sweet Babboo has observed that Jack has bigger areas of white fur behind his ears, and we’ve been using that to tell them apart. Oliver’s tufts are smaller. Still, though, the best indicator of which one is here is where they take their tidbits to eat. Jack favors the top of the stairs to the right, while Oliver heads for the retaining wall to the left.
On the bird feeder, a female cardinal shares the bounty with a red bellied woodpecker.
At the lower edge of the meadow, a pear tree blooms white, while a maple blooms in a rust color.
Foggy mornings are common in the spring, dawn is quiet and magical. You can see the cherry in the mist.
Back on the feeder, a downy woodpecker stopped by.
In the basement, the seedlings are coming along well. I hope to have squash and tomatoes in abundance, with lots of basil and parsley too.
Going out to water the plants in the Carolina room, I found a lovely surprise! The bleeding heart has woken up, started growing and is blooming!
So pretty, these delicate heart shaped flowers are pale pink and white. A grouping is tucked up next to the base of the plant.
Another stalk is longer and has several flowers still developing.
My avocado tree is starting to grow again too. It will get re-potted in early April when warms up and I can move it to the veranda.
Don’t laugh, but I cannot remember what this plant is. But it survived the winter and looks healthy. If it blooms, I’ll know then.
The geraniums continue to bloom sporadically. This one is a pretty pink.
The other one has an orange cast.
There is such a feeling of hope for the future when spring flowers begin to bloom. The land is waking up, coming alive again after a long winter. This year more than ever, probably because we have been cooped up so long, this spring seems to be more of an awakening than any spring before. I look forward to renewing friendships, taking drives again, and going hiking more.
What is blooming in your garden? Any pretty birds stopping by?
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