A chilly spring and a fickle April,
but I am being gradually lured out into the garden to plant salad greens, potatoes
and the few perennials and summer bulbs I picked up
at the garden shop.
The King Alfred's were glorious and my rather depleted supply of them
(compared to other years in the hillside garden)
mostly went on to the Altar, and from there
to others in the Parish who are not
fortunate enough to have even a
The tulips and narcissus have taken their place.
And a few late daffodils.
And the pretty pink blossoms of the Elephant's Ear have
started to shoot up under the Mountain Ash.
I planted a new hosta in the shady berm under the neighbour's
evergreens, hoping that it will do as well as the
one we put in a few years ago.
It was pleasing to see the mystery tree we de-horned this spring
has all sorts of beautiful fresh sprouts and leaves
and that the Mountain Ash we thought was ill and dying last fall
is looking healthy and full of vigor and new buds.
After taking some Welsh Cakes to the Royal Purple to serve at a 100th year Anniversary
tomorrow I went up to visit the folks on the hill,
but nobody was home so I admired their lovely blossoms
and took some pictures
of the Flowering Almond
and the beautiful magnolia
and the blossoming cherries and plums
Here at home budding lilacs