Damp May Flowers

I don't often say that I'm happy with rain (I'm half cat), but today might be an exception. Those of us living in the rainshadow endure the winds that usually precede any storm front that's aiming at us. After three days of having my hair unsuccessfully restyled by renegade wind, I'll settle for some nice peaceful raindrops instead. Even if it does mean muddy dog paws.

From dirty dog toes to pink dogwood as you near the cottage.

Those would be peony buds in the lower right!

Bearded iris under the dogwood and birch, just enough sunlight, just enough shade.

Nearing the front door, you encounter a bit of perennial exuberance.

 

Oh, how I love candytuft and bluebells!

This is my "mayflower."

 

They're Japanese anenomes with a bit of delicate sweet woodruff nearby.  They love my dry shade and seed themselves in just the right amount.

May also brings flower drop from our cherry tree.

 

I swept this three times yesterday--hopeless.  But maybe it'll pay off in sweet cherries in a couple months?

My new Double Delight rose loves the cool damp weather as she awaits planting in her new home.

 

She's my Mother's Day present.

Every single day brings changes to our May garden:  sprouting leaves, delicate new buds, shy bits of color, sudden bursts of bloom.  I've delighted in muddy fingernails, spading compost and manure into the raised beds (I know, only a gardener would list that!), buying petunias and bareroot peonies, nurturing tomato seeds.  I love springtime.  Lots.

Happily,

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