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spring doesn’t officially land on the astronomical calendar until march 20th, but the garden, in response to the seemingly warmer than typical temperatures of late, is telling me otherwise this year.

front yard garden view of Foeniculum vulgare 'Purpureum' (bronze fennel), Salvia gregii 'Raspberry' (sage), Pyrrhopappus multicaulis (texas dandelion) and friends...

a few steps closer to Rosa 'Knock Out' (rose), Punica 'Red Silk' (pomegranate), Salvia x fruticosa 'Newe Ya'ar' (sage) and Prunus 'Methley' (plum) ... and some slime mold on the leaf mulch, yay!

a close up of pretty Prunus 'Methley' (plum) blooms that burst into flower this morning. even mr. grwhryrpltd stopped to enjoy them before heading to work this morning
isn’t it all so pretty? you should see it from the other direction, when the late afternoon sun and early evening sunset light up the newly emerging foliage like rubies.
and i’ve got a little extra glow because i was awarded this the other night:
gardening is a labor of love, no matter where you’re able to do it… happy march everyone.
the surprises of spring are still sweet…
i discovered this sweet narcissi the other evening while watering the last of the weekend’s plant fare purchases… the tiring effects of the day’s incessant wind finally calmed down enough to peacefully enjoy the sunset, the rays of which happened to catch these lemony yellow petals previously shaded by umbelliferae.
spring still has surprises for me, and i am grateful.
happy greetings on this vernal equinox, and happy persian new year to you. as our best friends in texas taught us to say, “eid a shomah mobarak!”

spring morning in the garden
apparently, spring has sprung in texas. while it’s only february, i’ve already been serenaded by flocks of robins, the harbinger of spring i’m most accustomed to welcoming the change in season. today the front garden followed suite, as the first of the narcissi unfurled its petals.

Narcissus tazetta ‘Grand Primo’
here’s evidence of the other bulbs, planted at november’s end, that i anxiously await:

pockets of bulbs

















