Last weekend was beautiful, and we are finally seeing signs of the spring that was almost wiped out in the Easter weekend freeze. Our little red bud, that we call Muriel (after Muriel Richmond, whose husband Herschel gave us the original seedling) didn't bloom this year but is now leafed out well. After getting beaned by a falling oak branch three years ago, this transplanted seedling from our Ferguson house has developed a new lead branch and may yet grow into a full sized tree. It is now as tall as I am.
The various columbines we have on the place all escaped the freeze, and these in the rock garden were there to greet the purple and white violas that we brought home from the garden center. The wall that Matt built continues to provide a delightful backdrop for flowers at various times of year.
The freeze was very hard on our hostas. These lime green ones were just mush the day after Easter, but they are rebounding nicely now and we hope they will all bloom on time. We planted two flats worth of these coral impatiens to add color in the shaded front garden all summer.
The hosta and impatiens will fill in when the spring bulbs fade. These new daffodils were amazing; there were still three flowers blooming on Sunday when we planted, a full month after they first bloomed. We also have plants in pots under our maple in back, and some herbs and tomato plants still waiting to go into the ground. They'll have to wait until this weekend, because we are in the middle of five days of rain here, moisture we can use. But it was good to get dirty fingernails and play in the dirt after the delayed spring and cold April.
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