This is one plant that Mr. Flower and I both love.
We picked this one out together, actually we got two.
The one closer to the house does better because it gets more attention.
Gibraltar is its name.
It looks as though aflame.
When the sun hits it in the morning, it glows.
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The tiniest plant in my garden is blooming now.
Ledebouria cooperi ‘Jessop’ is only three inches high.
I have it planted it by walkways and ponds so it can get noticed by those with a keen eye.
It’s like a tiny treasure hidden in plain sight.
I love its pinstriped leaves.
It is a bulb.
Here is a whole plant.
I am not supposed to have favorites, but the fairies love this one the most.
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That’s how it is here. Each day a new flower starts blooming. I record it in my journal and take its photo.
That’s where it ends.
I go back to weeding and transplanting.
My hands are dirty, my shoes are dirty, my apron fills with debris.
I talk to the bunnies and my bird friends, but the computer is inside.
It may as well be on the moon, because I am literally running to get things done.
Before rain tasks, after rain tasks. I forgot to fertilize the smallest rose… So sorry baby!
You should be seeing a flower a day here, but I have things to do with my dirty hands..
Then there is preparation for a fairy Easter egg hunt…
So much to do, so little time…
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I went out to take pictures ahead of the coming storm.
It is overcast.
This is when white shines like a diamond amongst the greens.
Most folks overlook white flowers.
Take a closer look on an overcast or rainy day.
You may end up liking white as I do.
Some say it is the rice of the garden…cleansing the palette.
I think white flowers have an understated elegance
that is for those with a delicate taste for finer things.
The quiet color that waits to be noticed.
Yes. I like white flowers very much.
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As if weeding outside was not enough to keep a gardener busy in spring,
there is also this issue of potted plants.
They need attention now, too.
I pot up house plants before I bring them inside in the fall.
(“Pot up” means that you move a plant into a slightly larger pot.)
I am always amazed how much growth occurs over winter inside
when it seems they are just sitting there waiting for spring.
These were in desperate need of more space and soil.
A plant screams by shriveling, drooping or turning yellow.
Not only have they been potted up and fed some plant food,
they are now enjoying their first pollen-washing downpour.
Don’t they look happy?
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Everything was sunny yellow this morning.
The hue was not due to the yellow sun.
It was caused by a coat of pollen on everything.
The pansies were dusted.
The pond was powdered.
I tracked some in on my socks
after taking off my yellow-toed shoes.
I tried to sweep it up.
But that just stirred it up.
It was thick enough to write in.
What a mess to greet my guest.
Please, pardon my pollen.
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I was away for three days. I came home to a different garden.
The change is a tribute to the power of sunshine and rain.
The azaleas started blooming.
The Lily of the Valley is reaching up and budding.
The Solomon’s Seal is ringing its bells.
Ascot Rainbow Spurge lifted its blooms.
My ‘Expensive Stick’ turned into a tree.
The best surprise was the ‘Juddii ‘Viburnum blooms.
I wish I could share the scent of these lovely flowers.
My garden was busy while I was away.
Don’t blink or you will miss something. It’s spring in the south.
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I do adore all my plants, especially the tiny ones.
This yellow Epimedium always stops me in my tracks when it blooms.
I have to go sit on the ground beside it.
It is so complex and delicate.
It needs close examination to have a full appreciation.
It is one of my two “Darlings of spring.”
Stay tuned for the other tomorrow.
I want to add a photo of my male bluebird friend who now comes to visit me as I work.
I LOVE spring!
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For an April Fool’s Day joke, we sprinkled Ruth with glitter.
She thinks it was pixie dust.
I hope she realizes those wings aren’t real.
Guess not.
I’d better find myself a really good lawyer.
Flower the Fool
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