We had a very mild winter, with the snow becoming less likely with each passing day. The chickens have started laying again and this is as early as I ever recall seeing the crocus up.
A gift from Yokohama is one of the highlights of my basic training ride.
Rubus spectabilis in bloom; yes it can be a spreading thug, but the hummingbirds love it and it’s a great addition to our hedgerow.
When the garden outside seems grim and the weather unforgivingly bleak, there’s always bulbs to be forced.
Now that we’re heading into our fifth year with our garden, there are so many unexpected pleasures through all the season. This morning as I was checking up on the chickens, I was struck by the pattern of this rotting hosta foliage.
When we put in our garden, I asked my knowledgable friend Niko for a list of suggestions. Near the top of her list was Amelanchier grandiflora, or Serviceberry. It’s now at the top of mine.
Along with seeing posters for Bumbershoot around town, you know that Autumn is on the way when the Black-eyed Susans start to bloom.
Our rabbit hutch, with its strawberry patch as a green roof, is on the news stands of Tennessee!
Our garden looks most English in June, so it’s fitting that my favorite plant this time of year is the yellow climbing rose.
Hardly bereft of beauty, the winter garden is filled with subtle pleasures.
