I was looking back at last years pictures and posts of the garden in April. And with the understanding that last year was unusual, by this time, all the trees were completely leafed out and my daylilies were in full bloom. Not this year!
This spring has brought us more seasonable April weather for the Ozarks – a coolish and rainy month with a few warm and perfect days. We can get glorious Mays, filled with lovely sunshine and warm days and I am keeping my fingers crossed that we will be fortunate to have one of those months.
My columbines have surprised us again this year. These are the progeny of just 4 or 5 plants we put in the garden about 10 years ago. They have reseeded like mad and we never know what colors or forms they will take when they grace our garden with blooms.
They seem this year to have gone to a mauvey purpley color. Our big Colorado blue has turned dark maroon, though it has kept its size. We still have quite a few pale pink and bicolored, and one or two terrific grape purple. No doubles this year to my surprise. I had thought they would continue since they seemed to have established their own side of the garden-but not this year – they are all single blossoms.
I love this garden. It delights me every season with its beauty and its charm. One never knows what surprises it has in store – must be the fairies that live there!
Yes, the columbines are in bloom! They fill my early spring garden with the most magical flowers – their colors move from pale to vibrant. There is a pale creamy white, the blue Colorado, darker blues, light pinks to a deep double burgundy.
I first planted 5 little nursery containers about 7 years ago. Since then they have naturalized, reseeding to their hearts content, and surprising me each spring with new plants. Not only have they reseeded, forming little colonies across the garden, but the busy bees have, with their happy cross-pollination, changed the colors over the years. So now each year is a new discovery when they bloom.
Also blooming are the bleeding hearts, beautiful open lockets along slim green stems. They hide under the stone bench and now the columbines have joined them for a spring tableaux.
Also joining in are the hostas, painted ferns, everdale ferns and a hardy oakleaf hydrangea, that I thought had died in the heat last year.
The centerpiece of this garden, when we first built it, was a lovely pink dogwood. It was in the center near the birdbath, and gave us such a spring thrill with its pink cloud of blossom. I was so sad when it died, several years ago, and the garden looked so bare without it the next year.
But nature moves on, waking each spring with new life. And we have 18 – yes, 18 – little baby dogwoods, growing in the garden. We will wait to see if they bloom pink (not likely) or have reverted back to the original white. Then we will transplant along the edge of the yard for a spring time vision of beauty.
I hope your little piece of this beautiful world is filled with the loveliness of spring. Because, as always, it is the course of our seasons.