We’ve had a gorgeous week and I’ve been marveling at the effect the season has on me. My whole outlook changes when green things start peeking out of the ground and things start to bloom.
The crabapple trees in my front yard started blooming today. They’re my favorites because they smell so pretty and frame my front walk so nicely. Also, they remind me of when I first met my house. They hadn’t started blooming yet the first time I saw it, but were blooming the second time I visited and were in full bloom when I signed the contract. So they feel like an important part of the house becoming mine.
The flowers don’t last terribly long, but I spend as much time as I can under the trees while they’re blooming. They’ve gone from tight red buds to pink and will be white in a couple of days. They’re getting old and I’ll probably have to cut down at least one of them in the next few years, but I’ll be replacing them with…more crabapples.
But the crabapples aren’t all that’s blooming. There are still lots of daffodils out and there are tons of tulips looking cheerful. Bradford pears are blossoming (there are several streets in my part of town that are lined with them; they look gorgeous). And the redbuds have just opened and are looking gorgeous.
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crabapples are edible, right? I have a vague recollection of them being in a sweet-ish pickle, like maraschino cherries only more tart; more flavor, less sugar than the cherries.
Flowering plants don’t like me. But there is a hearty little something-or-other on my desk at work that is over 10 years old, in spite of the fact that I often forget to water it. I’ve accidently-on-purpose bonsai’d it by keeping it in a smallish pot, as opposed to a co-irker’s (we, all of us, each got the same type of plant on the same day) that is now over six feet tall. They say spider plants are relatively indestructable, yet mine have always “left me”.
But my peach tree has blossoms this weekend, which means I will have peaches in a month or so.
I love spring too. I spent Saturday cleaning up the beds at my sons and his daffodils were beautiful. His weeping crab apple tree is flowering and can see the perennials poking up through. There is a sweetness in the air from the flowering trees and it is very pleasant.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! What? It’s 12:06 am where I am. I am not caffienatin’ however. I am preparing for beddy bye. Also, I don’t know the last time I was up at this hour!
I like Spring. Except for the $#% pine pollen which is almost over. I’ve already mowed da yahd twice and need to again but don’t think I will until next week just cause I don’t wanna.
I’d like to get more flowers for around the house - I have a pot of bluets and another pot of bellflowers that are both blooming quite prettily at the moment.
I like spring too, it’s always good to see the flowers starting to poke through and the trees starting to get buds on them again after the winter. Not such a good time in my garden though, it’s a mess out there and really needs some amount of landscaping etc but we haven’t got time/money/effort to put into it just yet. It’s on the list of things to do, but it will have to wait it’s turn.
In other news, I’m back at work today and not enjoying it very much, it’s much nicer being at home!
After a really miserable winter by Flawduh standards, everything is really popping around here. Our young orange tree has myriad blossoms this year and smells so sweet! The pear and avacado trees have new leaves and the Confederate Jasmine will bloom soon.
My gran always had crabapple trees. She made jelly from the fruit. I miss Lilacs. They are the only thing I miss about living up nawth. There is nothing like cutting several branches of blooms, putting them in a large vase, and letting the aroma take over the entire house.
Last year a friend and I traded the plants that needed thinning. She got asiatic lilies and lilies of the valley, I got bleeding hearts and phlox. The bleeding hearts survived winter and are already showing off, and the phlox and other spices are coming up nicely. My rosemary bush isn’t doing so well though. Transplanted to bigger pots or in ground yesterday: peppers, roma tomatoes, pumpkins from the jack-o-lantern, acorn squash from Thanksgiving. Seeded: various things deadheaded throughout the neighborhood.
Also: New puppy has learned to sit, and also to have diarrhea from a raw hide bone.
ETA: Pugs, I’l send down lilacs if you send up ranunculus…
Morning all - up and caffeinating, and out of hibernation, which is pretty much where I’ve been this weekend. My apologies, and Rosie’s sig to all who are in need.
I love spring blooms, and lilacs are definitely a favorite. The DC area is right on the southern-most boundary for them, though. They don’t do as well here, the winters are not cold enough for them! They are just now coming out, though, so I’ll enjoy them while I can.
Sorry that it’s Monday, but soon it will be one down, four to go. There is that.
Good Mornin’ again y’all! This time I am up and caffienatin’.
I have no particular plans for today. I should go get a haircut at some point. My haid is lookin’ right shabby. We’re goin’ to the hog trough for dindin cause OYKW wants to and he’s payin’ so I ain’t arguin’. Also I have Vestry meetin’ over to the church house at seven tonight. Nuttin’ major on the agenda so it should be short, sweet and to the point.
Blurf, with a big ol’ helping of :grumble:. I certainly describe my mood this morning as pissy. In keeping with the OP, I de-trashed my yard in preparation for the coming first mow of the year.
What has set me off? Well, taxes, of course. For the first time ever, my Virginia refund is not big enough to cover my North Carolina tab. I also owe Uncle Sugar, but for the first time in a very long interval, that bill is well under $500. Combine the two, and I owe $600 and change.
Then there is a rumor that I will have to move my 8X8 empire to a different Cubeville. I’ve known this was a possibility/probability, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.
One of these days, soon, I’m going to hoist the Jolly Roger and start slitting throats.
We’re way down south so spring has been in our step for awhile now. The pear blossoms have come and gone but now we’re thick into Azaleas, Indian Hawthorns, Photinias and the like. There are some blooms around my neighborhood that I can’t identify. I keep altering my walk schedule in the hopes I’ll find the resident out and can ask him / her what they are.
We spent the weekend at Galveston and the hotel pool landscaping (Galvez) influenced me to go out yesterday and pick up some things to add to the beds. Bird of Paradise, Kaleidoscope Abelia and Tuttle Natal Plum all await my clumsy hand. I spent some time talking to their gardener, a fascinating guy that used to be a Park Ranger and now rides a bike because he got so disgusted with your average driver. It was pretty amazing to hear what they had to do after Ike. The ocean had put where we were standing under a dozen feet of surf.
My dad is having an endoscopy today because his blood level is still dropping. They had mentioned in the past removing the part of his stomach where the bleeding ulcer is located but this would be complicated since his stomach is already smaller due to gastric bypass surgery. If this happens, he probably won’t be able to eat normal foods anymore. Although, this is better than losing more blood and having another heart attack. Please put good thoughts towards there being a simple fix.
Good morning. I was going to come in here and whine, but I think I’ll save that for my LJ.
**FCD **is home, and he did change his attitude about drugs, so things are going well there. He was discharged with a 'script for percocet, but our pharmacy closes at 6, so I had to drive 20 miles to a 24-hr pharmacy, only to be told they were out. I went across the street to the other one, and the pharmacist claimed she couldn’t fill it till she could talk to the doctor. So I took my little piece of paper and went home, fuming. I was at my CVS shortly after the pharmacy opened, and I had his bottle of pills in 5 minutes. And, of course, he’s not hurting this morning…
It’s a gorgeous day, and I’ll spend most of it doing laundry, because after my shower, I donned the last of my clean unders… :eek: I’ll probably take a nap somewhere along the line because I don’t think I slept an uninterrupted hour last night.
Spring here seems to have arrived with a vengeance. My hosta are practically growing as you watch. Most trees are leafed, daffodils are about done, tulips are finishing, azaleas are gorgeous, forsythia are done, and lilacs and wisteria are in full purpledom, but I don’t have any lilacs, so I’m bummed. Since I’m off for the week, I’m going to run the mower down the side of our lot, mulching the leaves that blew along the fence. I need to move my spider plants outside - the cats will not be happy to lose their salad bar. Oh well.
I know there was more, but I’m in a fog. Maybe after I sleep…
Oh yeah, and I miss jasmine. We had some outside our dining room window that would perfune the whole house. I wish it would grow here…
