Spring took a few days off with the return of snow and cold in the garden.
Luckily I’m busy in the greenhouse moving seedlings to pots and sowing more seeds.
With Easter right around the corner, I thought I’d share an image from last years sweet baby ducklings.
MaMa Duck hatching these 11 babies just might be my favorite memory of life out here.
Peaceful moments watching this little family swim in the garden pond.
A forecast I have hoped for.
Warm, melting, muddy and bright sunshine.
The garden is beginning to wake up.
“The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness,
the human soul is apt to revive also.”
Harriet Ann Jacobs
The greenhouse remains cold for a few more weeks, but I still venture out there to escape the Winter winds and just linger among the clay pots and garden tools. Tucked into a crate I found these quail eggs that I had forgotten to pack away.
These delicate eggs are among many items in my nature collection. I love the colors, the delicate textures. Mother Nature always inspires me.
Under the shade of the Pines in our tree grove, the ground is covered with these woodland flowers.
The colors of the flowers vary from lime greens to nearly black.
After flowering they form clusters of bright red berries.
The rain barrel is full, the yard spotted with little ponds.
The garden is holding it’s breath…waiting for the warming sun.
I know the green is about to burst from the landscape.