It has been unseasonably warm, though the rain yesterday began to make up for the unseasonably dry issue. Today when I awoke, and for several hours, there was blue sky overhead. It was nearly 52 degrees outside before noon. I opened the back door wide to let in the fresh air, and heard the eagles calling to each other. The bulbs that still need planting and moving were calling to me, too.
Two hours of work outside, and the hyacinths and irises that took refuge for almost two years in the veggie garden are ready to be replanted next weekend in the back yard. One more bed, with unknown quantities and types of bulbs, that has the mountain huckleberry and “Lois’ Rose” (gift from her widower after she died) has yet to be cleared, but we are now ready to plant veggies as soon as the soil dries a bit and I have a good soil test back.
Trying to decide where to replant the witchhazel that has survived (barely) two years in a pot… Need to redo the fencing around the veggie garden, too. The gate is solid enough, but there are gaps big enough for an elk so of course the deer enjoy a nice salad occasionally.
This set of pictures were taken today, from several points in the front yard. Moving gradually away from the house, there are bulbs coming up by the fish “puddle” and the patio Grant built last spring looking as if it belongs in the lawn. The quince “japonica” beginning to bloom. The planter under the chestnut tree. A blueberry beginning to bud. The native “Indian plum” as it is known in these parts, “Osoberry” in others (Oemleria cerasiformis) and the fruit trees in the orchard with daffodils underneath. The garden, getting cleared, an over-wintering bok choi and the gardeners.
By the way, need to say how much I appreciate and love the gardeners! They worked tirelessly to pull weeds from the intended planting area, dig and sort the bulbs and corms from the veggie garden, and pulled some of the weeds from there before we were done.