So foggy this morning it was after 9 when I ventured out. And I was glad I did because look what I found — the first hellebore blooms. The evergreen helebore leaves provide texture in my winter garden. The blooms are a bonus.
2. I love this crepe myrtle bark.
3. The silver maples have wonderful craggy bark with lichens and moss at the soil’s edge.
4. Contrasting textures of Hollywood juniper in the background, and rhododendron to the right. In the forefront a euonymus (Silver Queen? it looks more white than in the photo) and liriope. You can see the fog still hanging in the air.
5. A mahonia that I stuck in a back corner of the garden is doing just fine. It provides some texture against the solidago stems which need to be cut back.
6. And finally..the hope of spring… buds on some daffodils.
The garden is popping after two days in a row of temperatures that hit 70 degrees. Here are my Six on Saturday.
My hyacinths are not large as they are older bulbs, but I have purple, white and cherry red.
2. Despite the ground still being too soggy to do much, my garden knows spring has finally arrived. Peonies are poking up.
3. The grape holly (Mahonia) is getting ready to bloom. The shades of purple against the creamy green are gorgeous.
4. Bok Choy that wintered over in one of my raised beds is blooming. I’m going to pick some for a salad for dinner.
5. I bought a tray of sedum varieties at Lowes which I’ll put in the three new hypertufa containers I made last fall.
6. Rain is expected tonight, so I put on my boots and cut back the red twig dogwood this morning. The bed it is planted in is still very wet although the reblooming daylilies are coming up. Most of the cut twigs are in a bucket which I’ll fill with water (and some mosquito dunks so I won’t breed those pests) and set in a corner for several months. Dogwood roots easily.
Finally, a shout out to Fred in France for giving me information about getting a macro lens for my iPhone. Now I know how those food bloggers get such great close-ups of the brownies that force me to root in my cupboard for a cookie. I don’t bake much anymore. The husband is gluten intolerant and I have no will power. Working in the garden is better for my waistline.