The horrors, of course, are the many manifestations of Covid-19, aka the coronavirus, aka the pandemic, the global pandemic, the quarantine, etc. Starting around March 13, when everything shut down with only a few hours’ notice, we have been living a different life from anything we were imagining before. No socializing, library and schools closed, businesses shut down, restaurants only providing takeout (and several with groceries available, too), curbside pickup at stores, no going out to eat, listening to music, having meetings. Don’t even think about traveling, not an hour up the road to Washington or across the ocean to Vienna, as was our plan for September. It’s not so bad for people like me who have money and access to food and supplies, but it still wears a person down, especially given the criminal negligence of the government. But that rant will remain unwritten here.
On the other hand, it’s been a lovely spring. The cool weather has persisted with none of the 80+ degree days in April that cook the tulips. Instead, long stretches of cool, sunny weather with even frost warnings a couple times in the last week. We’re down for the year, but for the month our rainfall is right on track. I can’t complain!
The tulips were a bit meager this year, with a few exceptions. The ‘Happy Generation’ tulip that was supposed to bloom with this ‘Pink Charm’ narcissus barely grew a leaf or two. Tulips in pots seemed to be particularly weak or non-existent. Voles??
The unfortunately named tulip ‘Bud Light’ was particuarly beautiful, though I don’t have a good picture from my garden. Here’s one from Jackson & Perkins, and it’s just about how it looked for me, too.
Another one I’d buy again.
when the aconites are gone except for their foliage, and the bluebells, star of Bethlehem, columbine, Japanese roof iris and bleeding heart have taken over.
Not to forget the hellebores! They bloom so early, last so long in bouquets, and are so incredibly lovely that I don’t mind that they breed like rabbits and self-seed everywhere. This one was blooming on February 9th.
So many beauties that I had to make a slide show for you.
The oakleaf hydrangeas that were supposed to grow six feet tall and help to obliterate my view of the neighbor’s shed never did grow very tall. Then last year we had lots of rain at one point, and this corner of the garden tends to get soggy. I think they have given up the ghost, and a great culling will happen here soon. Edging, obliterating the hydrangeas and forsythia (at least some of it) and cutting down the maple saplings that have taken root. What a mess! Welcome to spring in Virginia!