So far the snowdrops are fully blooming. The snow protected them and they still look good. I am never very excited with these. I think I just don’t have enough, perhaps.
What I do get excited about are the crocus. They were popping up and bloomed in the new driveway beds. YAY! The small golden and white types which are the first to show, usually. The purples tend to be a little behind those. Although, this bunch was simply the mixed varieties. I don’t know how many of each color there are yet. The same sort of crocus that have been planted for years in the boxes are not blooming quite yet. They are deeper than they were due to adding soil on the boxes last fall. Weeding had somehow reduced the soil levels. I suppose that is what did it. But the spring bulb shoots are pushing through.
Those boxes have numerous short types of spring bulbs. The original idea was to mimic the medieval mead. Although without the grass, which wanted to grow in there, but I kept weeding it out. Grass is a weed here. It infiltrates and takes over everything…. the land desires to revert to prairie, but I revolt with tree plantings, weeding , and my own ideas about what should grow in this place. That is what makes it my garden.
The Honeysuckle seems to have lost its bloom to earlier freezes. The ‘Dawn’ Viburnum has its pink buds, but I can’t tell yet whether this last cold snap damaged them or not. Viburnums can lose some of their bloom to late freezes. Ditto on the magnolias. I will just have to wait and see. My daffodil’s have not bloomed yet, so I am sure they are safe. My garden is a good week to two weeks behind the city gardens.
I feel sort of pouty about the honeysuckle. I always enjoy that sweet lemony scent when there is nothing else going on in the garden. Other than that, that is the paltry news of the garden. And though I visited the garden centers, there was not much stocked yet. I almost made it to the nursery, but got waylaid once again. Maybe this week.
