I appreciate that my last year’s Poinsettia and a little Schlumbergera have chosen to bloom by my desk.
It is comforting to be accompanied by bright colors on this dreary day.
I consider myself lucky again today.
My green friends are cheering me up.
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This tiny sweetie pie, Orostachys boehmeri, has been growing in the wrong places for a long time.
It has survived, but not thrived…
until now.
I created the perfect niche.
Warmed by stones, perfect drainage, protection from trampling…
It is the happiest it has ever been.
Are you growing in the right spot?
Flow
My garden developed decades before the deer showed up.
We used to be surrounded by hundreds of acres of woodlands.
Our surroundings are slowly being developed and nudging the wildlife elsewhere.
My daylily collection is now a popular buffet line.
The Society garlic that used to work as a deterrent is now ignored.
I have a fencing method I will share later.
For now, here’s the evidence of an evening of feeding.
Flower has more work to do.
FLOW
The yellows come first like little beacons.
Then the purples start shining.
The stripes appear a bit later.
That’s when I have to walk over to look at them closely.
Those stripes lure me out into the garden.
I must see that magical combo up close.
Purple, white and gold.
Thank you spring!
FLOW
Every spring is welcome. I need this spring more than all the previous springs. I bet you feel the same way.
The faces of flowers lift my spirits. The early flowers are especially appreciated.
I have many types of daffodils. I like to call them little suns on stalks.
Their brightness is a cheerful sight.
Even on cloudy spring days, I can always find some sun on a stalk to bring some joy.
Flow is ready for spring.
It is hard work protecting my precious plants from the local deer herd.
I have to be diligent. If I wait, it is too late.
This week I noticed the front of my ‘Professor Sargent’ Camellia japonica was missing.
Yes. the entire front of an evergreen shrub had been eaten overnight.
Good thing I keep a selection of posts and fencing handy.
Now Professor Sargent’s front and flowers will be safe.
I circled the yard to check on ‘White by the Gate.’
It was safe and blooming inside its year-round fencing.
Edgworthia also has its own enclosure.
I am not sure if the flowers would get eaten, but the leaves were nibbled on last fall.
I guess I will start enclosing my daylilies as they sprout.
No point in growing snacks for the local wildlife!
Flow
Rain and cold have kept me inside far too long.
I have surrounded myself with bright colors and pleasing objects on cloth.
The threat of new variants has kept me sewing masks longer than I had intended.
When the weather improves, I will be in my garden.
That is where I belong.
FLOWER
I sincerely hope that Mrs. Pibwib will make an appearance today.
She has been gone far too long.
The house is in complete disarray.
The chaos and clutter are beginning to be a distraction.
Things are not where they should be.
Only she can sort out mess of this magnitude.
Only Mrs. Pibwib has the skill to Put It Back Where It Belongs.
If you see her, please send her my way.
She is desperately needed here.
FLOW / no feng shui
You can take the biologist out of the classroom, but she will still find a way to put it on a mask.
FLOW
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