Anyway, Saturday, I woke up feeling like I was finally back to normal. So what did I do? Spent the whole day spreading compost throughout the entire yard. Front, back, side, parking strip. Ya know, 'cause takin' it slow just ain't in my vocabulary. I thought for sure I'd wake up this morning feeling like I was run over by a train, but I actually felt pretty darn good. In fact, I made a run to Joy Creek Nursery, to reward myself for all my hard work. :)
Wanna know what I bought? Two Clematis. Oshikiri and Belle of Woking. Eeeee. I can't wait to see them bloom. I also bought a plant from a neighbor who is having to move unexpectedly. It's a pink current. As in, the fruit is pink. I'm pretty gosh darned excited about that one, too. It's called Ribes rubrum, 'Gloire des Sablons'.
On Thursday, during one of my, I-feel-better, moments, I popped out front with my camera.
I planted some new bulbs in the fall, that I picked up from Winco, and I was excited to see the first of them blooming. How cute are these tiny iris?! There was one yellow, but he became a slug's lunch. I may have cussed a tiny bit.
Speaking of slugs, this Hellebores is taking a beating.
This is a baby off one of my mom's plants.
It's only a couple years old.
I lifted up one of the flowers to take a picture and found this.
The mini daffodils are so stinkin' cute I can hardly stand it
They're all bloomin' solid right now.
My Daphne is solid flowers, too, and smells sooooo good.
I have it right by the front steps.
In the same bed is a Euphorbia that I bought 'cause The Dad likes them.
I think it smells like cat pee.
Another baby off that same Hellebores.
For whatever reason, this one is more white.
A garden turtle.
The Lungwort is just barely starting to bloom.
I got a free, you-dig, tree off our neighborhood Facebook page.
She said it's a variegated maple, but didn't know the name.
I said, I'll take it!
I'm so excited to see the first leaves unfurl.
I put it in a pot, since I'm not sure how big it'll get.
I'm assuming it's a Japanese maple, but still, there's such a variance in size.
Maybe I'll get lucky and the leaves will make it easy to identify.
One of my happy primroses that comes back every year.
Everyone in the family has a potted tree.
My mom got this on their last trip to the Rock Farm with her last month, when they stopped to let her out to pee.
So now, it's officially Maddie's tree.
Hyacinths, peeking out.
And last, the Forsythia is putting on its annual show.
It's so dang pretty.
So I think that's it for now.
Spring has sprung, let the excessive photo taking begin.