The transformation in my garden over the last week has been amazing. We're at that stage of Spring when every morning brings some new bud or bloom or bright green shoot peeking out from the leaves. The Chestnut Oak has begun to toss its tassels everywhere, on top of the yellow layer of pine pollen,
but it's a small price to pay for all of this new life.
We spent the weekend away from the garden, at the family lake house where I spent a lot of
time watching the bluebirds from the porch.
The ducks made an appearance, too.
And the sunset was amazing.
When we arrived home, the bees were visiting the crabapple blooms
and the columbine was budding.
This morning, I was greeted with a beautiful bloom and the sight of many more buds. The columbine is one of the first plants that I started from seed, and it gives me extra joy to see them bloom.
The penstemon is standing tall and budding while the thyme is covered in tiny white blooms.
oHosta is poking out of the ground in some spots and well on its way above ground in others.
