I really thought the dried out ferns I planted last fall weren’t going to make it, but look! Tiny fiddleheads, waiting to unfurl.
Daffodils popped up in the front yard, too. Once those wither the tulip bulbs I planted should take their place.
The weeds are thriving, of course. Luckily I love weeding, especially when the ground is soft and the sun is shining. I like to throw them over my shoulder onto the sidewalk so they can cook in the sun. You know, teach them a lesson.
My bloodgood maples have small buds on them and I’m really excited to see what kind of foliage they’ll produce. I think I’m also going to order some Rosalie tulip bulbs. Rosalie is my Grandma’s name (Hi, Grandma! I love you!) and she raised prize-winning African violets for as long as I can remember. I’m bad at house plants but I can do bulbs.
Aren’t they so lovely?
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