I can hardly believe it is still February when I look outside. While much of the country, and even the panhandle of Texas, is buried in snow, we are rushing headlong into spring.
Iris and snapdragons are blooming.
The Carolina jessamine, Gelsemium sempervirens, is in full flower and beneath it the gopher plant, Euphorbia rigida.
Even the chocolate daisy, Berlandiera lyrata, is blooming. This one, growing in between pavers in the sunken garden clearly likes the spot. It has been there for more than 6 years.
When we took down a cedar tree outside the walls of the English garden, to bring in more sun, I suggested to D that we might cut off the trunk and put the English bird house on the top. This week the wrens were busy making a nest in there. One of many I am sure.
But the nights are still cool with a threat of frost so I still worry about all the trees and plants that are leafing out. Blankets are at the ready for the most tender of my plants.
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