I wasn’t sure if spring would ever arrive this year. We’ve had weather ranging from sleet and snow and ice, to upper 70s and 80s two days later. Very unpredictable.
But I love the spring greens this time of year. It only lasts a few weeks before the heavy greens roll in, but that bright yellow-green just perks me up. Didn’t we used to have a crayon called “spring green?”
I have been driving around just gathering photos for future reference. One day, I even had my husband drive the little country roads while I took pictures. Have to capture the scenery while it’s here.
However, the beauty just in my own yard has been refreshing also. A cacophony of whites and yellows, blues and purples. The really exciting thing about the spring flowers is that they’re so fugitive. They don’t last for long and I know that I won’t see them for another year. And in most cases, they are pretty much maintenance-free.
Now the real work begins. Planting the garden, preparing flower beds, trimming the lane, picking up winter debris. It’s always something here on the farm. But I love it.
I haven’t always had luck with tulips. They’re like candy to the deer. I planted these last fall right next to my studio. Mikey the dog will keep the critters at bay.
Spring has finally arrived in this part of Southern Indiana. It’s so beautiful that it takes my breath away. Remember that crayon you used to have in your box called Spring Green? Well, it’s all over the place now. At this old homestead (over 130 years), there are many established flowers and trees. Plus we’ve added many more in the three decades that we’ve lived here.
So I thought you’d just enjoy a walk in the country. Some of these flowers and trees are already on the wain while others have yet to bloom, the redbuds and dogwoods are just coming out now. Maybe another post about them later.
An in and out day with the scudding clouds chasing the sunshine. I love the spring greens.
Little pansies are so cheerful. These came from an early foray to the local garden center about a week ago. I couldn’t help myself.
A cheerful crab apple next to the garden. This is a start from the original which was a Mother’s Day present to me many years ago.
More tulips basking in the sunshine.
A friendly little toady emerging from the leftover leaves. He looks a little ragged. I expect he’d like a nice breakfast of some juicy bugs.
The east fields, still soggy from the night’s rain. More clouds and sun shadows.
Bluebells and narcissus. These have become naturalized in several spots of the yard and I have more plans to move some starts elsewhere this spring.
I love violets. They come in so many variations but these deep purple ones seem to be dominant.
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