fly-by-posting: 2025/05/09 (w/pic)
Actual quote from my vampire husband: “The sun is out–Aagh!” Separately: It seems I have a two-headed tulip in my garden (which also looks a bit vampiric).
Actual quote from my vampire husband: “The sun is out–Aagh!” Separately: It seems I have a two-headed tulip in my garden (which also looks a bit vampiric).
Today I have done something almost unprecedented! I bought flowers for my garden and planted them all in one day! Happy gardening!
Alright! It’s November, which means that (at least theoretically) all of the roses that were going to bloom in my garden have done so, and now I get to show them off. If it sounds like I’m a kid showing off their Christmas presents, that’s because I do quite love my roses (definitely more than my gardening skills warrant). These aren’t exactly prize-winning flowers, but I’m going to show them to you anyway! Before I begin, though, I have to…
I have a purple rose from my garden blooming on Halloween! How cool is that? Also, there was frost and real, spooky fog this morning – so perfect!
This post is mostly just going to be pretty pictures. This summer, we went on an overnight backpacking trip with my dad in the Bitterroot mountains in Montana, on the trail up toward Glen Lake. My dad remembered the trail as very forested, but since he’d been there last, wildfire had gone through and taken out nearly all the trees. So, instead of a shady forest, we had a very sunny trip, with lots and lots of wildflowers.
I may have lots and lots of roses (that bloom sometimes), but did you know I also have lots and lots of irises (that bloom sometimes)! Like roses, irises are decadently beautiful, come in so many colors and varieties, and (traditionally) smell heavenly. (Also like roses, many of the newer, frillier varieties don’t have very much scent, but so it goes.) The season for irises is shorter than for roses, and also earlier, which means that all of my irises…
This year’s wood-pile bunny is super shy – but still super cute!
First flowers of spring! (sadly not in my garden)
This is how I know it’s almost February.
Did I say my garden had all turned brown? But you see, daisies don’t believe in turning all the way brown. Daisies dream of becoming the green plague that will one day cover the Earth. (Maybe in partnership with vinca – it depends whether they’re forced into a stalemate or not.)