Another weekend, more plants at the greenhouse.
Pig gets his nasturtium.
Color to be determined.
Lamb gets a begonia taller than he is,
and some sort of daisy.
Emily says it is not a gerbera.
Grandma's chives have been in this pot since 1990.
I believe they live on rain water, now.
Sedum are up, and so is a hosta.
The Solomon's Seal are about to bust their buttons,
and the allium right behind will soon be tallest of all.
That's the beginning of the new flower tower,
and one and one half inches of water in the rain gauge
turned into a rain barrel full to the top.
Color is the best part of spring!
All my dad's colchium put up more and more leaves every spring.
The ground cover is curly thyme, and it has done an amazing job.
The new shipment comes to the nursery this week, and I'll buy as much as I can.
This is a checkered lily my sister planted years and years ago.
Although she planted it very near this spot,
we found it out in the lawn two years ago,
when we were working on the lily of the valley bed.
She bought two. They never multiplied,
and the other one made a chipmunk happy years ago.
The gold finches are gold.
This woodpecker is nesting in the woods behind the house.
She feeds at all the feeders, and regularly empties the suet feeder of the calcium enhanced suet in there.
If you made it this far, it's the end.
On the way into the house.
If I can stop hanging over the rail.