No, they're not blooming yet, but my daffodils are all up a good six to eight inches, and are loaded with buds.
On March 21st, we had a trip down town to have my coumadin levels checked. Since I've been doing better on the crutches, as opposed to the wheelchair(1), we took them with us. After the doctor's office, we stopped at the pharmacy, and visited with my dad for a while. Once home, I "crutched" over to see what that green stuff was sticking up out of my flower beds.
Daffodils!
It was the first day of spring, they're in full mature bud, and it looks like they'll be blooming soon. I think this is the earliest I've ever seen them. I was both thrilled and doubtful, for I know this early season still has a few good solid freezes in store. I hope they're able to bloom and thrive, despite their early arrival. I check on them daily, and even though it's quite cold right now, and was snowing a bit yesterday morning, they are still green and growing.
It's quite a surprise to see buds so early. I checked last year's blog entries, and it was April 10th that my first daffodils bloomed. I think we may be a couple weeks ahead of the game this year, unless real cold returns for more than a few days, to slow these guys down. There are tons of buds on them.
I so hope I'll be able to get out into the garden and really enjoy them. I'm still not walking. I had expected to be on my feet long before now, but the scar is so fragile, and the new veins so weak, that I'm unable to move very fast in that direction. I'm determined to garden, though, and am going to dust off my trowels and weeders, regardless. I intend to have the beds cleaned up and ready to bloom and thrive right on schedule.
I also noticed daylily fans peeking through last year's dead foliage. Most of my daylilies have popped through the soil, as far as I could see (at least the ones I could get to), and some are up high enough to spot the green from a distance. I wonder if I'd do better with the walker than the crutches. I'd love to get over on the side of the house, and try to take a look at the beds across the driveway.
I did find one upsetting detail, though. Apparently the plow ran into the little planting box I'd planted my seeds in. The soil is still there, though the frame broken on one corner. Some of the soil has spilled out of the broken frame and I can see that the surface inside is uneven and touseled--which means, even if the markers are still there, none of the seeds are likely to be where I planted them! I guess I will have to patch it all together and take my best guess once they start to grow!
I want to plant more daffodils, of various types and color combinations. I'm eyeing the beds with that in mind, trying to decide where they will do best. I love that just as the daffies are done, the daylily foliage is tall enough to hide the dying greenery. I'd look for tulips, too, but I've never had a lot of success with them. Mom used to grow the most beautiful tulips, but it seems like she took them with her. They bloomed the first spring after she died, and then the following season not a single one came up.
Oh, dear, this is starting to get sad. Back to flowers and spring. Soon I'll be watching for the lilacs to bud, and my little sunny twinkles and stars of bethlehem to pop out. And then, the daylilies. I'll search for new fans, parting the greenery in hopes of spotting that first scape, and then watch every bud as I make my best guess at who will be the first to bloom. The Mini Stellas are usually one of the earlies, and my unknown yellows on the side of the house. I had a couple new ones rival those last year, though, and can't wait to see their wonderful rainbow of colors.
(1. Pyoderma Gangrenosum blog, to explain the wheelchair reference. Warning, if you have a weak tummy, you might want to skip this.)
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On March 21st, we had a trip down town to have my coumadin levels checked. Since I've been doing better on the crutches, as opposed to the wheelchair(1), we took them with us. After the doctor's office, we stopped at the pharmacy, and visited with my dad for a while. Once home, I "crutched" over to see what that green stuff was sticking up out of my flower beds.
Daffodils!
It was the first day of spring, they're in full mature bud, and it looks like they'll be blooming soon. I think this is the earliest I've ever seen them. I was both thrilled and doubtful, for I know this early season still has a few good solid freezes in store. I hope they're able to bloom and thrive, despite their early arrival. I check on them daily, and even though it's quite cold right now, and was snowing a bit yesterday morning, they are still green and growing.
It's quite a surprise to see buds so early. I checked last year's blog entries, and it was April 10th that my first daffodils bloomed. I think we may be a couple weeks ahead of the game this year, unless real cold returns for more than a few days, to slow these guys down. There are tons of buds on them.
I so hope I'll be able to get out into the garden and really enjoy them. I'm still not walking. I had expected to be on my feet long before now, but the scar is so fragile, and the new veins so weak, that I'm unable to move very fast in that direction. I'm determined to garden, though, and am going to dust off my trowels and weeders, regardless. I intend to have the beds cleaned up and ready to bloom and thrive right on schedule.
I also noticed daylily fans peeking through last year's dead foliage. Most of my daylilies have popped through the soil, as far as I could see (at least the ones I could get to), and some are up high enough to spot the green from a distance. I wonder if I'd do better with the walker than the crutches. I'd love to get over on the side of the house, and try to take a look at the beds across the driveway.
I did find one upsetting detail, though. Apparently the plow ran into the little planting box I'd planted my seeds in. The soil is still there, though the frame broken on one corner. Some of the soil has spilled out of the broken frame and I can see that the surface inside is uneven and touseled--which means, even if the markers are still there, none of the seeds are likely to be where I planted them! I guess I will have to patch it all together and take my best guess once they start to grow!
I want to plant more daffodils, of various types and color combinations. I'm eyeing the beds with that in mind, trying to decide where they will do best. I love that just as the daffies are done, the daylily foliage is tall enough to hide the dying greenery. I'd look for tulips, too, but I've never had a lot of success with them. Mom used to grow the most beautiful tulips, but it seems like she took them with her. They bloomed the first spring after she died, and then the following season not a single one came up.
Oh, dear, this is starting to get sad. Back to flowers and spring. Soon I'll be watching for the lilacs to bud, and my little sunny twinkles and stars of bethlehem to pop out. And then, the daylilies. I'll search for new fans, parting the greenery in hopes of spotting that first scape, and then watch every bud as I make my best guess at who will be the first to bloom. The Mini Stellas are usually one of the earlies, and my unknown yellows on the side of the house. I had a couple new ones rival those last year, though, and can't wait to see their wonderful rainbow of colors.
(1. Pyoderma Gangrenosum blog, to explain the wheelchair reference. Warning, if you have a weak tummy, you might want to skip this.)
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