Potential

I love lupin. The cool star-shaped leaves. And crazy cone-shape blossoms. It blooms from the bottom up, the color slowly climbing higher each day. It's like a natural thermometer marking our daily progress toward warmer weather.










This daisy-to-be is quite deceptive. Inside that tiny little bundle sleeps all those petals, rows and rows of "loves me, loves me not."















And this rose is an even more efficient packer. When it blooms, it'll be like a magician pulling an endless trail of scarves from his sleeve.

Perrenial Favorites

This is the time of year is all about reuniting with my perrenials. There's the thrill of seeing who's returned. More than that, there's the thrill of seeing which plants are really succeeding.

Take for example our Star of Bethlehem plant. It came to our garden, via another's garden, two years ago right about the time I was starting this blog. I reported on how unpromising its prospects looked.

Then last year I was tickled to discover that it indeed found our little plot worthy of its roots. It not only returned, but also graced us with a few flowers.


And now, be it ever so humble, this year it's decided there's no place like our garden.



I can hardly wait to see what next year will bring.

Baby Lettuce

This would make some salad. Anyway, it's probably worth holding out a bit. But at least we're on our way!

The cruelest month?

And so it begins. . .



The crocus and daffodils are up. . .





And the first of our seeds are in.












We're planting a variety of lettuce... May Queen, Rouge d'Hiver, Speckled, plus some spinach and swiss chard. Ideally we would have liked to have gotten the seeds in a week or so ago, but as usual we're behind schedule. This year is different, though. I'm home with our baby so my gardening time is no longer relegated to the weekends and whatever I can accomplish racing against the sun post commute. However, now I find myself racing to make the most of an unpredictable nap schedule so whether I actually achieve more gardening remains to be seen. So this afternoon did not find me lovingly placing each seed in its cozy waiting hole, but instead scattering them willy nilly. Though quicker now, I do realize that this will be more time consuming in the end as I'll have to thin everything out. But I'll deal with it then which has been my approach with most things as of late. Meanwhile I've got the promise of May salads to keep me going.