When the Snow Melted...

on Monday,  look what appeared...

lots of lovely little  snow crocus.

Bright green wood hyacinth tips.

And this sweet robin redbreast.

Spring may actually be on its way...

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The One Who Came Before...

We have lived in our home for almost 40 years and
every spring since that first spring, 
I am excited to see beautiful colors popping open in our yard.

  I have added bulbs and plants and bushes over the years,
but I am always grateful to the gardener who came before.  

 

There are many double jonquils, some in shades of yellow
and orange and some that are yellow with white.

Azaleas in pink, white and lavender
as well as iris of deep purple.

Also planted by the one who came before are wood hyacinths. 
Pretty in shades of blues and white and smelling so sweet.
Now there are hundreds of these as they have multiplied 
over the past 4 decades.

I do know that the people who we purchased the house
from were not the gardeners...
they didn't even take care of the house.  But there were two other
owners of the house before them. I am not sure who it was that liked
to play in the "dirt" but I am very thankful for
his/her garden efforts that are still going strong over forty years later.

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A Little Spring...

I have crocus popping open all over the yard this morning. Many of the bulbs were planted the first fall we were in the house 37 years ago. But some were here before us. Every spring as these little beauties start to bloom I think about the person before me who dug a little hole and planted a bulb hoping mother nature would work her miracle and produce shades of purples and yellows in the spring. 

 I hope, after I no longer live here, the next person will look at the these little spring flowers blooming all through the lawn and wonder about the me.

Shall we play in the dirt?

As I've been paging through all the seed and garden catalogs that have been arriving in the mail over the past couple of weeks, I knew I had to come up with some new gardening signs for spring. This is one I painted today. I believe this sentiment is so true. It perfectly describes the gardener. Am anxiously the arrival of spring.