In bloom

It’s getting warmer and when the funny orange plant I wintered upstairs in my little sunlit studio blooms indoors, it’s time for it to move out. There’s a fussy porch collection starting ..I’m still not great at this..

A peek over the porch rail, ๐Ÿ’œ kinda shy blooms, photo bombed by a cluster of casual oak leaves, step off the wandering path, past the dandilions, past the fairy ring, over to the rhubarb patch to find it’s gone to seed in the blink of an eye! Although, I must admit, I still prefer these self-sufficient types, doing whatever they want, whenever they want, with no me required.

Ready

The grey days, the false starts, the melt, the mud, the fresh restlessness of seeing bare ground. The warmth of constantly being above freezing and an end to bundling and unbunling whenever you go anywhere. Feeling small, new, little green things (who knows what they are) poking out of the bleek landscape. I’m ready for new projects, bubbling over with ideas and longing for straight from the garden vegetables, I’m ready for you spring. ๐Ÿ’•