06/04/2024
As I’m writing this, it’s 27°F outside in April, with a few more mornings to go of below freezing temperatures.
Tulips are heading up, ranunculus and anemones are starting to push stems, and narcissus varieties are blooming their heads off. Fruit trees half in bloom, will likely loose most of their fruit this year (I’ve been secretly begging for NO apricots this year ), but am still holding out for the peaches to pull through.
Spring is flirting with us, sending its hellebore stems and orange and purple crocus petals up, only to be met with another few inches of frozen moisture.
Summer annuals are being planting, trays of plants hardened off and carried outside and back in again each day. Roses that were trimmed back in late January during one of the warm winter spells, right before the baby was born, are leafing out. How I motivated my end of pregnancy self to do that I’ll never know.
The sun is shining more and more with the minutes beginning to stretch further into the evening. Before we know it, we will be deep into the growing season and the snow will be but a faint memory until the fall.
Thankful and grateful to be here, even as spring bats its eyelashes at us once more ❄️🌷🌦️
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