Some wonderful sunshine made the crocuses blow open this week. I love the vibrant color of this particular grouping. After the picture was taken, I got my little army of workers (read husband, two children, and one tom cat) to help me remove the top layer of debris from the flower beds. In the end, we had seven yard waste containers and more wood for the fire pit. We celebrated our victory over winter by toasting marshmallows and making s’mores.
The daffodils are making progress – a few even opened this week and I can see signs of life on the lilac bushes. Sadly, we had to remove one of those. It’s been weak the past few years and didn’t survive the winter. I think its death is partly due to a particularly aggressive rose bush my husband has dubbed Cleopatra. I’ve saved Cleopatra from the chain saw (yes, it’s that big) many times when my husband has threatened her life, but she has clusters of beautiful pink roses and I’m not willing to part with her.
Today promises to be beautiful here so I’ll be on the front porch or in the garden. Enjoy!