"Mine as good is as your guess" or
"goopledygopp gopp you say"
This spring season is almost totally out of whack. Some would
even say "nonsensical". In the not-so-recent past, a person
count on certain weather-events occurring in a sequential fashion.
Yes - predictable.
Elizabeth and I so love gardening and hardly can wait to begin!
We have had the packets of vegetable and flower seeds for some
time. A normal spring would see the first of the peas in the ground
by the first of April (at least in this part of Minnesota). It is now
well into the second week in April . . .
During this morning's "exploration walk", braving the thick, cold,
sleety rain, I discovered that the elderberry bushes have not even
thought of pushing out their buds to greet the world. (normally,
they are among the first to bud out and flower.) No sign of the
"wild ginger. Or snowdrops.
However, the joyous news is that our bougainvillea vines are
crawling all over the inside of the windows of our backyard-facing
"Garden Room". They cling to light fixtures and rungs of rocking
chairs for support. And, they are blooming in a profusion of pastel
oranges and pinks. It is as if they somehow know that this is the
time for them to escape to the outside to explore the fresh spring air.
(Always, we have put them out on the back deck by mid-March).
Of course the evergreen ground-cover vinca and pachysandra are
peering out from under last fall's dead leaves, waiting for enough
warmth to launch their flowers for yet one more season.
It is so good to have the sleet and rain for the
water-starved, parched soil.
Later this week, heavy snows are being predicted.
Meanwhile . . . robins are caroling!
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