Last year's early-spring tableau: Armeria 'Victor Reite,' Viola with Hens & Chicks.
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This will be a brief post. Next to me is a small bouquet with a big scent. Skimmia, hyacinth and daphne. You'd think the combination would be a major olfactory cloy attack but it's surprisingly refreshing.
It's been days since I've checked in with all my beloved blogger-buddies but I'm promising myself that tomorrow will bring opportunities for visiting.
It's been days since I've checked in with all my beloved blogger-buddies but I'm promising myself that tomorrow will bring opportunities for visiting.
As time allows I've been refining my garden map. Despite eye-straining tedium and esoteric software anomalies I have refused to be deterred. And then there's the weather, pleasantly springlike--evidenced by, among other things--the cacophony of frog-courting that has no mercy for my eardrums.
I have good news regarding the plagiarism: Today the good people of Google emailed me to let me know that the offending site has been shut down. I replied with a quick: "You made my day. Thank you!" Hopefully this made some hardworking computer person's day.
I have good news regarding the plagiarism: Today the good people of Google emailed me to let me know that the offending site has been shut down. I replied with a quick: "You made my day. Thank you!" Hopefully this made some hardworking computer person's day.
This is Corydalis solida 'George Baker.' I've got him in a pot because of his ephemeral tendencies. By July he'll be completely dormant.
I was elated to see berries on my Aucuba japonica 'Gold Dust.' [I know. Some of you consider this plant a royal thug but I like it.] Because the label wasn't specific and for years there were no berries, I assumed I had a male plant. Imagine my surprise at discovering he is a she.
My lovely Euphorbia myrsinities is starting to bloom, taking cues for its humble neighbor.





