Thursday, May 12, 2016 10 comments

New faces and welcome old ones in our spring garden.

Bleeding Hearts near our trail

 
One never knows what winters in the mountains will bring. Unlike many friends who also live here full time, we don’t escape to Florida when cold winds start to blow. We actually enjoy the season and look forward to being snowed or iced in for a day or two as long as we have plenty of good food and wine.

This winter was a bit different. My mother fell in November and broke her hip and did not recover as well as the doctors had hoped. I went down to Florida several times to help out. Here at home we did have one nice snow, but the rest of the season was pretty much a blur.

Mother passed away somewhat unexpectedly a few weeks ago. Please don’t feel sorry, it was a blessing. She had some serious ailments we didn’t know about, and she went downhill quite quickly.

When I returned from the service in Florida, Carolina wildflowers greeted me. The 14 roses I’d planted or moved the day before she died were displaying vigorous new growth. And it looked like the hydrangeas were setting buds after two flowerless years. I appreciated all these sights more than I can say.

Pink Lady Slippers are blooming
A garden can be a source of joy and a source of solace. The past few months have been tinged with sadness. But I am comforted by the hope that 2016 will be one of our most rewarding gardening years ever. 


We added Yellow Lady Slipper Orchids to the wildflower garden








A segment of our forest has become trillium heaven this year







A clematis we thought was a goner is back and blooming

'Music Box' is a new addition to the rose garden



Can't wait to see my new 'Cherry Parfait' look this yummy

The Bluets down by the stream have been showing off for weeks
























'The Poet's Wife'






'The Poet’s Wife’ is just one of six new David Austin roses that will be taking a bow in the Hunt garden this year. You can be sure when they start flowering, along with the hydrangeas, salvias, coneflowers, centranthus and  phlox, I will wax poetic about them all.

Until then, happy Spring.

 
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