Things are moving along at madcap speeds out there. If I miss a couple of days, I can always count on something having changed when I finally get out there. This time, there were Tulips among other treasures. And more blooming Clematis.
The ‘Apple Blossom’ Clematis is pretty much done for this year.
The ‘Early Sensation’ Clematis (by far my favorite evergreen Clematis) is covered in buds…
… and a few of the little flowers have opened completely. Love their little green centers!
The Trout lily’s buds from a couple of days ago…
… have now opened. I started with one a few years ago. It must find my tough love agreeable – now there is a small colony of these divine little creatures.
I adore the tiny red brushes that constitute the flower of the Sweet fern – Comptonia peregrina.
The Edgeworthia – the star of February’s posts – is pushing out fresh blue-green leaves.
Bleeding hearts of both the red and white variety.
I was surprised to see how far the Podophyllum pleianthum has come in just a few days.
The Trillium nearby has opened.
This tortured little start had a close encounter with slugs earlier, but is making a come-back. Poor little thing…
A lone purple tulip – a nice surprise!
I completely missed this one when I was compiling my Marsala post last week – the flowers of the Acuba. It would have been a perfect addition to that post.
A viridiflora tulip.
Four Tulipa clusiana ‘Lady Jane’ wide open, lapping up the sunshine. They are all trying to escape the oppressive branches of a smothering red twig Dogwood.
This is what the slender little beauties look like closed up. The best part about them (besides happily multiplying) is that their foliage is thin and grasslike. None of that floppy mess that accompanies its beefier brethren.
Lovely little Snowflake primrose. That’s about all the snow I saw this year.
Not only is the Lilac blooming – it is also raining flowers down on the fern below.
Another happy multiplier is the Ipheion – I love its starry faces. And they last a long time…
I would be lying if I denied the abundance of these. I try to confine them before they scatter in the wind.
The Iris confusa is starting its long, extended flower show.
More tulips. I really like the white, egg shaped form of these. Oh hell – I like them all! I’m grateful I live now instead of in the 1600’s, so I can afford to surround myself with them. I’m a sucker for all kinds of bulbs, but Tulips in all shapes and forms completely bowl me over.
Ok fine – Tulips AND Fritillarias – they both turn me into a quivering mess with zero willpower.
The garden is presided over by Manneman – our resident tiger – who with airs of supremacy and illusions of grandeur rules the neighborhood from the hood of our car. In reality we all know he is just a big, cuddly softie.
Here he is giving me the stink-eye because I had the audacity to photograph him when he was napping.
More often than not, this is what he does all day. Quite frankly, I couldn’t imagine the garden without him. He reminds me to take it easy, and enjoy this life to the fullest. If I keep practicing, in my next life, maybe I will attain the life of a pampered house cat – a goal as worthy as any other, I think!