This afternoon, many of them are open in all their secretive, spiral, cobra-headed glory. Landscape Guy and I put these in several years ago and it's wonderful to see them thriving and spreading on their shady, little hill.
And, just as suddenly, the violets are in bloom. When I was growing up, we had a truly huge, decades-old mass of them in our yard and I loved to pick great big violet nosegays. The thing about violets is, they're going to grow where they're going to grow (the ones here seem to especially love mulched spots, oh well) and you're not going to stop them. So you might as well say, "Look! Aren't my violets doing well?" and enjoy.
Is there a bit of Earth that's special to you, a space with which you cultivate a regular relationship? What's happening in it just now? What are you doing there just now?
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4 comments:
Oh! That looks wonderful!
My own bit of earth up in Western MA is still chilly at night. Only the first new leaves of the violets have broken ground. The buds on the forsythias are beginning to unfurl. This afternoon was spent raking the backyard, exposing more new dandelion greens and violet leaves to the sun.
Here in DFW -- hot, dry, windy with threatening weather tonight .... but we do need the rain! The roses have bloomed, the lavender is ripe and heavy -- and the herb garden already needs a damn good pruning. The St. John's Wort is climbing over the low brick wall and creeping across the front walkway. My tiny tomato plants have already produced a couple of small hard green tomatoes .... but need true rain. The coyotes have been howling like mad things at night ... we can see their glowing eyes sometimes across the street moving through the green belt!
Jan at Rosemary Cottage
I am surrounded by ground I love, here a bit south of you. In the past two weeks we've planted nandina, blackberry, black-eyed susan vine, passion vine, bleeding heart vine, squash, eggplant, red peppers, tomatoes, patchouli (for fun), oregano, basil, sage, marjoram, rosemary, and thyme.
It's a pleasure right now, but, we know that when we reach 90/90 (temperature/humidity) we'll have to drag ourselves out to it all and crawl back, exhausted, after half an hour. Then, we slow down to something syrupy slow.
Appreciate your blogg post
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