The morning was overcast, but the clouds drifted to the east after lunch. By mid-afternoon, the temps were near 80.
That can be troublesome this time of year. Rain moves back in tomorrow with a chance of severe weather. But I can't fret about that now. I have to tell you about our azaleas. Jilda's brother gave us these shrubs several years ago. They weren't knee-high when hauled them home in her car.
We planted them on the bank between our great room and the road. We fed and pampered
these babies for years. Even with loving attention, they never bloomed. Can you spell disappointment? Still, they were an asset because we don't have curtains. We depend on an evergreen wall between us and passing cars.
When Jilda and I walk, we are in a kind of competition. The one who spots a potential picture calls dibs. Today, she spied the wild iris blooming. It's a tender plant. We rescued it from the adjoining property when the owners decided to clear-cut the timber. Dang, I can't believe I missed that baby. But while she focused on the iris, I spied the first blooms on our tardy azaleas.
Smiling, I stepped over and snapped a few pictures while she took photos of her on.
Spring is a beautiful time of year.
That can be troublesome this time of year. Rain moves back in tomorrow with a chance of severe weather. But I can't fret about that now. I have to tell you about our azaleas. Jilda's brother gave us these shrubs several years ago. They weren't knee-high when hauled them home in her car.
We planted them on the bank between our great room and the road. We fed and pampered
these babies for years. Even with loving attention, they never bloomed. Can you spell disappointment? Still, they were an asset because we don't have curtains. We depend on an evergreen wall between us and passing cars.
When Jilda and I walk, we are in a kind of competition. The one who spots a potential picture calls dibs. Today, she spied the wild iris blooming. It's a tender plant. We rescued it from the adjoining property when the owners decided to clear-cut the timber. Dang, I can't believe I missed that baby. But while she focused on the iris, I spied the first blooms on our tardy azaleas.
Smiling, I stepped over and snapped a few pictures while she took photos of her on.
Spring is a beautiful time of year.
It is one of my four favorites!
ReplyDeleteSo pretty! I love them and sure wish they lasted longer!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful things. Azaleas are a plant I have trouble with. Lots of trouble. So I have stopped planting them, to prevent needless deaths.
ReplyDeleteI am so enjoying your pictures of Spring at your house. Still not warm enough here for anything at all, but I'm patiently? waiting.
ReplyDeleteAzaleas say, "LOOK AT ME around home this time of the year. We have had some late bloomers, but they finally came around. Yes all blooms make this a beautiful time. love Spring."
ReplyDeleteSuch pretty blooms... I love azaleas too and have some bushes in the back yard. It's always a treat when they bloom but it won't be for a while. I hope the winter didn't killed them... They love acidic soil and mine have thrived with neglect. They never receive any fertilizer.
ReplyDeleteHugs, Julia
I saw an azalea bloom on my neighbor's plant. They will be in full glory next month.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, I just noticed a spam comment under your "Links" section.