It was late January, the sun was shining sideways through a break in the cloud cover casting a golden light against the gray. The garden was full of sprouting bulbs, camellia buds, snowdrops ready to pop open. It was a time just before the hellebores were fully open, before the floral parade of 2018 began in earnest. So much of the garden on the verge of springing back to life.
Pumpkins from fall are still hanging around. They either need to rot in place soon or they'll be moved into the yard waste bin.
The canna fire in the fire pit now looks like smoke but the glass flames continue to blaze away. I like it this way.
The anticipation of spring is palpable as is the excitement over the 2018 Northwest Flower and Garden Festival. I'll be attending a preview of the gardens today and will try to post some images upon my return to whet your appetite for this year's show.
In the greenhouse the Schlumbergeras continue to pump out flowers. They're much later this year but who'd complain about any blooms in winter.
Pumpkins from fall are still hanging around. They either need to rot in place soon or they'll be moved into the yard waste bin.
It's still wet and moss hasn't been cleared from the paths for summer.
The canna fire in the fire pit now looks like smoke but the glass flames continue to blaze away. I like it this way.
The anticipation of spring is palpable as is the excitement over the 2018 Northwest Flower and Garden Festival. I'll be attending a preview of the gardens today and will try to post some images upon my return to whet your appetite for this year's show.
Ophiopogon japonicus, new to me this year has the coolest and most long lasting blue fruits.
In the greenhouse the Schlumbergeras continue to pump out flowers. They're much later this year but who'd complain about any blooms in winter.
Just about time to head on out to the show preview. Will I see you there this year?