Are you lovin daylight savings time? In the evenings - it's great... but come
morning... man do I still feel foggy.
This past week we got our first real warm up (short lived I fear but)..
nontheless it's been wonderful. Signs of Spring are all around:
buttercups are bloomin,
a hen is settin...
and another cow calved.
The old troybilt...
has started getting a good work out.
-But has lots more to turn under and then will need to do all over again
when I finally get to plant; which is awhile yet.
It still gets very cold at night here and Myguy said he heard something about snow in Arkansas.
Ohmy word; I hope not. I'm ready to be warm and barefoot.
Last trip to Atwoods; this lil Dahlia found it's way into my buggy.
How could I really say, "Get out you beautiful pink flower you."
Thee African violet too stowed away somehow.
It's refreshing to see flowers in the olde potting shed again.
Saturday I cleaned almost all day out there.
Feels so good to have it all spiffed back up a little.
The only thing safe to plant early are bulbs and maybe a pack of peas.
But it's so hard to wait.
Next warm day, the onions, and gladiolus are goin in!
They're bulbs so it's time.
Maybe in another week... it'll be safe for the rest of the peas too.
Last Fall, I saved alot of flower seed. Angel trumpet, morning glory, lots of zinnia, and marigold.
They seem to grow really well here.
They're saved in jars, bottles and an old metal coffee can.
After getting everything cleaned out, I sat here sorting through a big basket of seed
I've been collecting.
A few ... I bought extra because...
the packets are just so beautiful. I don't know who is doing the artwork
for Lilly Miller but they are lovely! You know how some of the antique seed boxes have a beautiful
graphic inside the lid? These remind me of those.
While waiting to plant, I may try to make one of these:
I picked this windchime up at one of my favorite vintage shops in town, coz I liked how they used rusty wire instead of fishing line.
Looks like a rusty garden chandelier.
It doesn't look too hard.
Past my bedtime now, and probably yours too.
until we meet again...