A new growing season is upon us. I thought we had a pretty mild winter, with a couple of weeks of near zero weather and a total of 9" of snow in the only significant snows we had this winter and they were after the first of the year including the one in March as evidenced in the first photo here.
Last fall mom shared some spring bulbs with me and I evidently planted them and forgot about them because I was surprised when they bloomed. The funny thing is, Mom forgot about hers, too.
According to my brother, netted iris.
I've never been able to get crocuses to grow, so we'll see how they do in future years. If they look like they are lying down, they are, because the wind is blowing.
I love my scillas. They are the only thing in the garden that is really blue. My blue bells are very blue and are growing into a big clump, but I didn't get a picture.
I love all the different kinds of daffodils and jonquils I have. It has been a strange spring with hot and cold weather at the wrong times and some of my jonquils at the front of the house didn't bloom at all and my hyacinths never came up.
Pear blossoms.
End of the day.
