I have gained a few followers over the past few weeks, and I have been very negligent in welcoming them to my world, as well as thanking those of you who have been around for awhile. I’m not sure where my time goes, but it disappears quickly and before I realize it, another day is done and my list is not complete. This morning I would like to invite all of you to join me for a cup of coffee, tea, spiced cider, hot chocolate, whatever it is you would prefer, and take a bit of a walk about the yard while we visit. It’s a lovely sunny morning, although nippy out there – we had a frost warning for last night and it appears we just missed hitting that freezing mark – so you might want to bring a sweater or a jacket.
First we see the peonies. Such pretty faces they turn to us. My favorite flowers seem to be those I remember from when I was very young in the midwest – peonies, lilacs, iris. Alas, except for one bush which blooms the earliest, we had no lilac blossoms this year. That fickle mother nature sent us frequent frosts after a warm period, and the lilac buds finally tucked their heads in and gave up. The iris are in lush bloom, but you have already seen those, haven’t you?
Another peony – Sarah Bernhardt I believe. There was a time when I remembered the names of each of my peonies, but that time has passed. If you need a name for those I do not recall, I could make some up however. If you’re asking instead of telling me, I would assume you do not know and if I tell you a name with confidence and authority, you would probably believe me. I had a friend years ago who used to say “if you can’t dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bull—-”. And that he did. The baffle part, that is. He turned out to be the kind of friend one is better off without.
And on the front deck, my place of peace and the sounds of nature, is a pot of begonia. The label is hiding in the back of the pot because I thought I might want to read the growing instructions again some day, and the specific type of begonia this is is listed on it. If you go behind, you can probably see it through the lattice corner of the gazebo if you’re really interested. She came inside overnight to be protected if the frost that was threatened really did visit. She was quite comfortable in our living room for the night, but is not really interested in spending many nights there. Which is a good thing, because I am not interested in bringing her in and taking her back out very often. It is late June for goodness sakes! You have joined me on this deck before, watching the birds who visit the feeders and the fountain. Oh yes, and the birdbath. I’m sure we’ll be spending more time here this summer. You are welcome anytime you know.
This is happiness, this rhododendron in bloom. This is its first bloom, and this is the first rhododendron that has managed to survive our winters for a couple of years. This flower bed seems to be a slightly warmer microclimate, and I planted it beside a rock so it could share the warmth the rock absorbs. Right now, it is hiding behind a Lady’s Mantle, but I have hopes that it will grow taller and its pretty faces will smile out at anyone who visits on the deck. We are spending our morning near the house, in case you hadn’t noticed. We’ll venture out further to the windmill bed and the further reaches of the yard another time, when it is warmer.
These Columbine are the survivors in what I call the “lower bed”, just below the area where the deck is. Once, there were many of them, growing and blooming in profusion, but they are dying out now, and the bed is badly in need of renovation. Grasses are invading, and some shrubs that are volunteers and of varieties I do not know – I assume they are gifts from the birds – are coming up. Perhaps eventually this bed will consist of shrubbery. That will depend upon my level of energy and ambition in future years. This year, it will simply have to survive with little of my attention.
What? Oh, must you leave already? I appreciate that you’ve come by, and I hope that you’ll visit often. I do enjoy your company you know. If you stop by late in the afternoon or early evening one day, perhaps we can share a glass of wine. Or a beer. Or iced tea or lemonade, if you prefer. You have a great day, and thank you for visiting!