Monday, February 11, 2008

One little bud...

One tiny little bud, trying with all of his (or) her might to peek out and say hello to the world! In a week or so, I should have some lovely daffodils swaying in the breeze. The clumps that I planted in the fall appear to be coming up, but the ones that have been there for 3 years haven't surfaced yet. I sure hope they didn't get damaged in any way when we replanted that bed. They were far away from the other plants, but you never know how they can be traumatized. And I have a clump by the front of the driveway that is always the very last of the bulbs to appear, so they will be spread out this year for sure.

Yesterday I planted some California orange poppy plants and some other little things from the Natural Gardener. And while I was hunched over the bed pruning, I almost poked my eye out with the dead lantana and salvia stems, so I started pruning. And before I knew it (or about an hour and a half later, I had one whole side of the river rock path finished! It looks so much better with the dead stuff gone. And now I can actually see some new growth coming up from the ground on the indigo spires and the salvia and maybe even the Mexican oregano. I don't know why pruning always feels like such a monumental project for me.

Maybe it's because I am a bee by nature! But yesterday I was the ant and just powered right through a small section of it. Felt good to put on the rubber gloves and get dirty.

P.S. Note to self: Buy some new gloves -- these are stinky!

6 comments:

Christine said...

I was walking around the yard yesterday and noticed a lot of perenials starting to poke their heads up. Spring is coming!!

Layanee said...

No snow there? Lucky you! I hope to be pruning in a month or so! Tucker says hello and he says to tell your pooches to behave! They are very cute pups!

Diana said...

Yes, Christine, Spring is coming. Some of us will see her before others, but it's inevitable!

Layanee -- I will tell my pooches to behave! I tell them daily, in fact, but it doesn't seem to be helping much. They are cute and I adore them...don't be fooled by my crabbiness after a night of puking dog -- it goes away. I hope the groundhog was wrong, for your sake!

Annie in Austin said...

The way you write it feels as if I were kneeling and pruning next to you, Diana - even including the near eye-poke! I think we concentrate our vision on the areas of potential bloom instead of watching out for the sticks.

My daffodils all seem to have peeked out a little, and a couple are blooming... hope they're still here tomorrow if the threatened freeze appears.

Annie at the Transplantable Rose

Lisa at Greenbow said...

Oh Diana I wouldn't bet the blog on the dogs not going over the fence. You just never know what smell or critter might entice them right over or for that matter under the fence.

Seeing your cleaned out raised beds surrounded by stone really makes me want a bed like that. Ilove stone and wish for a raised bed.

Our daffodils are still only about an inch tall. I am still awaiting spring.

Diana said...

Ah, Annie - I didn't mean to poke your eye out! I'm hoping our nights won't get too cold this weekend. We can certainly use the rain, although I'd rather be gardening. I thought I heard it was going to be warmer at night than they originally thought, but now the news tease acts as those we should be afraid, very afraid!

Lisa - Take a look at the fence! It's 4 feet tall and goes all the way down to the ground -- they better not get in there!!! Thanks for the comments on the beds. They do let the grass creep in, though. I'm making another, slightly shorter one on the left so I have a little more room to play. I'm still waiting for a daffodil to open up. They are soooooo close!