Slowly but surely, spring is starting to feel like Spring. We had rain pretty much all weekend, but I was able to sneak out during a break in the precipitation to take some photos in the garden.
In my last post I may have ruffled a few feathers among some readers. (Or at least, feathers were ruffled among those readers who have feathers. For readers without feathers, I may have raised a few hackles. Among those who have neither… Read More
So this isn’t exactly a Bloom Day post because these pictures were taken on the 12th, the Sunday before Bloom Day. On Bloom Day itself, everything was covered with snow.
So quickly, the Snowdrops (Galanthus nivalis) have passed their peak, but I cannot be sad. Their flowers will last a while longer, and in the meantime the Crocuses are stepping up to the plate.
The weather has been warm for mid-March, but wet. The garden is waking, though most of it is still pretending to sleep. Some plants are hitting the snooze button, nestling under the fertile earth like a blanket. But among all the dead… Read More
Why is it that Sissinghurst has a White Garden but not a Yellow Garden? Perhaps yellow is just a bit too insistently cheerful, like those morning people who sing and bustle about while you try to burrow into your newspaper. Also, I… Read More
The weather has just taken a wintery turn here in Chicago. Arctic air has buckled southward, bringing cold and modest snowfall. For the moment there is a blanket of white that covers the ground. Snow provoked thoughts of white flowers, and how… Read More
Today I am a happy man, for the tulip season has begun in earnest in our garden. What, you say, tulip season in the middle of April? Yes, indeed. First, Tulipa kaufmanniana ‘Early Harvest’ has come into its own, blooming in both… Read More
The spring bulbs in our garden are starting to transition from the first to the second act of their annual performance. In my garden, the first act is about just the Snowdrops and Crocuses. The Snowdrops (Galanthus nivalis and G. elwesii) are… Read More
Downsizing the Yew. When I was a kid, my family sometimes took vacations at a cabins-on-a-lake-in-the-woods sort of resort. I remember that at the gift shop they sold a t-shirt that said “I Pine Fir Yew and Balsam, Too”. Anybody else remember… Read More