Missing Sunshine, also Gardening....
Apr. 19th, 2021 06:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lydamorehouseMinnesota's weather has been terrible. It snowed today, people! SNOW.
All these consecutive days of gray have not helped lift my mood, which has been in the pits in the latest murder by police. I was able to get outside over the weekend and plant some pansies. I have a boulevard garden around the street lamp in front of my house and I added a ring of pansies to help give it a dash of color in these early spring months.
There are signs of life elsewhere in the garden:
image: Three dwarf irises (and a yellow flower I forget what it's called.)
These dwarf irises popped up all over the yard because some time last November a huge box of over 200 bulbs showed up. I don't remember where I ordered them from, but I remember writing a sternly worded email to the company saying that I appreciated their "fall" bulbs, but November is actually WINTER in Minnesota and I was lucky the ground wasn't entirely frozen when I went out to plant these. They clearly survived the trauma, however.
Likewise, I my Siberian Squill continue to thrive.
Image: Little clusters of bright blue flowers -- squill!
Of course, they are spreading in the wrong direction. You can't see very well in the photo, but they have jumped the garden's brick edging and are moving into the pebble/stone path. I should dig them all up this spring and replant them on the other side of the path, but we'll see what happens to my time now that more people are vaccinated and seem to want to spend time Doing Things Together(tm). (Not sure I approve of this, btw.)
In our back garden we have a o'jizo-sama in the backyard to commemorate our daughter Ella, and in the winter you traditionally make him a red hoodie to say warm. Yesterday, there was a lot a wind and his hood came apart into a kind of Dr. Strange look:
Ojizo-sama in the rock garden.
So, that's me. Waiting on sunshine. You?
All these consecutive days of gray have not helped lift my mood, which has been in the pits in the latest murder by police. I was able to get outside over the weekend and plant some pansies. I have a boulevard garden around the street lamp in front of my house and I added a ring of pansies to help give it a dash of color in these early spring months.
There are signs of life elsewhere in the garden:
image: Three dwarf irises (and a yellow flower I forget what it's called.)
These dwarf irises popped up all over the yard because some time last November a huge box of over 200 bulbs showed up. I don't remember where I ordered them from, but I remember writing a sternly worded email to the company saying that I appreciated their "fall" bulbs, but November is actually WINTER in Minnesota and I was lucky the ground wasn't entirely frozen when I went out to plant these. They clearly survived the trauma, however.
Likewise, I my Siberian Squill continue to thrive.
Image: Little clusters of bright blue flowers -- squill!
Of course, they are spreading in the wrong direction. You can't see very well in the photo, but they have jumped the garden's brick edging and are moving into the pebble/stone path. I should dig them all up this spring and replant them on the other side of the path, but we'll see what happens to my time now that more people are vaccinated and seem to want to spend time Doing Things Together(tm). (Not sure I approve of this, btw.)
In our back garden we have a o'jizo-sama in the backyard to commemorate our daughter Ella, and in the winter you traditionally make him a red hoodie to say warm. Yesterday, there was a lot a wind and his hood came apart into a kind of Dr. Strange look:
Ojizo-sama in the rock garden.
So, that's me. Waiting on sunshine. You?