Rain barrel, check.
Pay attention to Laura's neat rows of fall blooming crocus,
From the more than 400 we dug up and moved last fall.
Lettuce tower, check.
Little to do yet except notice what's growing.
Hyacinth! They're everywhere.
We must have planted a lot of them.
Lots of anemone.
They will be striking next year and next.
Pansies. Anyone can have pansies.
Look at all the crocus in the bed we completely cleared!
Three with one shot!
A brown headed cowbird, still in winter garb.
The cowbird, wishing I would leave, no doubt.
A downy woodpecker.
The birds aren't so overwhelming as in the winter.
They're working off the last pail of seed, then
Finis until fall.
Tulips and our solitary crocus.
The two beds beside the stairs are pitiful.
They will get a makeover this year.
No sense in boring you with the rest of what's growing.
Especially as I cannot remember their names.
When folks tell me this year I will put their name on a stake and drive it into the ground. I do have:
giant bearded iris. Regular iris. Flags, my dad called them.
All the little ground cover plant-a-ma-whosies Laura and I picked out last fall.
Brown eyed Susans are up.
The pinks, and all the rest of Nina's plants last spring.
This is just a chunk of winter detritus.
I cannot imagine how it obtained the coloration.
And, of course!