What's down the Garden Path
A daily record of the garden
Saturday, March 6, 2010
March 6th, 2010
Grand re-Opening of the Garden Diary Blog got postponed last night because of nefarious activity on the part of the little men who have taken up residence in my computer.
I wrote a nice little record of the state of the garden, and posted some really great pictures depicting the return of Spring. Previewed the post, - all was well, - went to Publish, and some bodies snatched away all but the last sentence, right in front of my eyes!!!! Why didn't they take the last sentence too, - I don't know. Guess it just didn't tickle their fancy.
So here is tonight's effort, - a blessing on it and may it reach the Publish state successfully.
The weather has been beautiful the last few days, - the quail are coming in twos to the feeder. Sometimes threes, and then there is a squabble about which male has primary rights. The bees are buzzing amongst the Lenten Roses, and the trees have a faint aura of green - things are electric - everything is jumping!
Charles has been pruning shrubs and I have been removing old dead stalks and leaves from the perennials - it is beginning to look quite ship-shape.
The daffodils, - on the verge and passionate about being amongst the first on stage!
The Lenten Roses, delicately hosting the few bees that accompany the robins' song with a buzzing bass.
Over in the shade of the curly willow a bleeding heart unfurls its ferny stems and leaves.
Small clusters of violets hug the emerging iris and peonies.
The tiny Daphne is preparing to release its gorgeous fragrance as its petals open wider each day.
The sweet blue of the sky makes a perfect background for the maples, stretching out their white limbs festooned with scarlet buds.
A small border pansy from last year is the first spot of sunshine yellow in the garden.
The rhubarb is up, and yesterday I bought seeds for salad greens and peas which I plan to quickly plant in the veggie boxes.
We have been down to the Lost Garden and clipped a few branches from the Korean Viburnum in the hopes that we might be able to propagate it, - Charles snipped off extraneous bits, some of which contained buds and ended up in a small vase on the kitchen window sill. It has such a beautiful fragrance, and it has been impossible to replace it in the five years since we had to leave it behind when we moved.
While we were there I saw that the beautiful forsythia that Charles pruned so carefully and creatively is almost in bloom, as is the Star Magnolia. The Trumpet Vine has not been pruned and I longed to bring some of it home to see if it would grow roots for us. (large sighs)
It is a vulnerable time, especially for the fruit growers, but all signs point to a blessed and genuine early spring, God willing!
We come from the earth, we return to the earth, and in between we garden."
For I am fugitive, I am very fugitive -
Those that come after me will gather these roses, And watch, as I do now, the white wisteria burst, in the sunshines, from its pale green sheath.
Planned. Planted. Established. Then neglected, Till at last the loiterer by the gate will wonder At the old, old cottage, the old wooden cottage, And say, 'One might build here, the view is glorious; This must have been a pretty garden once.' -Mary Ursula Bethell, Time, 1929
We lived at the back of our son's horse pasture and had a wonderful view of the Similkameen Valley. Then we
moved to town, and although we still lived in the same beautiful valley we saw it from a different perspective, and sometimes telephone wires get in the way.
Hildred writes Daybyday,
Charles wrote From the Back Pasture. He was writing at great urging from the family to record some of the stories of his life and his family memories.
We had reached the point in our lives where we had time to appreciate the beauty of each day and were happy we had the energy to enjoy it. In 2012 we celebrated our 67th wedding anniversary, but then I lost my darling husband when he fell and broke his hip, and did not recover from the resulting surgery. Life has changed for me considerably......
Off to the side - a Garden Diary to keep track of what happens Down the Garden Path.
And a Recollection Blog, to keep alive the memories of our families.