Although Spring officially arrives this Sunday, March 20, the last few days of winter always seem to drag on forever. This in-between season in my city is messy…the winds leaving a trail of broken branches and twigs along with the mud and slush from the freeze-thaw cycle.
But as the snow melts away, the promise of life and rebirth soon emerge. The birds are singing, the squirrels are scampering…and Charlie, happy to be back in the garden, is busy looking for something (everything) to get into. Green, the colour of Spring, is the tonic gardeners thrive on.
Green is the dominant colour in my front garden, along with a dappling of white. This area of the garden hasn’t received the attention it needs and this year I plan to rectify that. I want to fill the many gaps in planting material in the beds behind the boxwood parterres to create a lush, layered look. I’ve been watching YouTube videos, spending hours on the internet and Pinterest looking for inspiration. The greenhouses can’t get their perennials and shrubs in soon enough!
Last summer was brutal for the garden because of heat and drought. The arborists were out last week to prune out dead limbs and branches from the struggling weeping willow in the front garden. Their recommendation is for gallons and gallons of water this coming season if we want to save the tree. Hopefully, the hydrangea and other shrubs I planted last year have survived the winter.
As I look outside, I see white, lots of white…not green! The daytime temperatures are rising above freezing, however, Spring seems to be a ways off. I’m getting anxious to get going in the garden.
Perhaps I’ll have to adopt the attitude of the gardener in the photo (left)!
Happy St. Patrick’s Day to all my Irish friends and those you wish were Irish! I am 25% Irish, but I’ve always considered myself an Irish lass. With my maiden name, Murphy, I think I can own it!