The peas I sprouted in the house are pushing up out of the ground! Take a look -- this is my best pea crop in three years!!! It's going to be a great spring!
All the daffodils are bursting after our string of 70 degree days. Wish the blue behind them here was grape hyacinth, but alas it's the evil Creeping Charlie!
Luke joined me for a walk around the yard. It's my hope to rehabilitate this fence this year, but it may need to wait for another year. The gate no longer closes, the far side leans precariously towards the street.
We strolled past the perennials, where lots of daffodils and tulips are coming up.
Luke paused for a snack!
White daffodils are not my favorite, but these are quite cheery!
These, I believe, are the Poet's Narcissus that I, uh, borrowed from an abandoned farm down the road. Looks like they settled in well and will give plenty of first-year blossoms soon.
I am always surprised and delighted when the bleeding hearts reappear. They're quite small at the moment -- only been up a couple of days -- but they'll cover the tulips in this bed in short order. Every year I think "plant more bleeding hearts!" Maybe this year I'll remember!
Oskar enjoyed a fresh marrow bone in the yard while I made my walk-around. Just look at him smiling!
And look who's still around, now near the gate to the veggie garden!
The mystery digger! Such clean excavation -- obviously an artist. Maybe some day we'll figure out just exactly who does this!
Today, thunderstorms. A quick pause for the garden tour. But we'll be back soon!
I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself than be crowded on a velvet cushion. -- Thoreau
There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall. -- Colette
I hold this to be the highest task for a bond between two people: that each protects the solitude of the other. -- Rilke
As innocent as a new-laid egg. -- W. S. Gilbert
Raising children is like being pecked to death by chickens. --Anonymous, but my mother gave it to me!
Language...has created the word "loneliness" to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word "solitude" to express the glory of being alone. --Paul Johannes Tillich
Life begins when you plant a garden. -- Chinese proverb
The great omission in American life is solitude...that zone of time and space, free from the outside pressures, which is the incubator of the spirit. --Marya Mannes
If you were born lucky, even your rooster will lay eggs. -- Russian proverb
When the superficial wearies me, it wearies me so much that I need an abyss in order to rest. --Antonio Porchia
Cocks may crow, but it's the hen that lays the eggs. -- Attr. Margaret Thatcher
I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude. -- Henry David Thoreau