The season of watering has begun. The snow hasn't stopped yet, and technically we're not supposed to plant before Mother's Day at our elevation, but I couldn't resist any longer. Some seeds have been been planted in pots on the porch, and the bare spots in the front yard garden where last year's dahlia and rosemary used to live have been seeded with new hardy flower varieties.
I didn't know last year when I planted the dahlias and the rosemary they couldn't survive the winter or I would have put them in pots. None survived the pre-frost transplant, even though I followed directions.
I couldn't decide if I wanted to do dahlias again because they haven't done as well for me in pots, and the mail-order dinner-plate variety I ordered last year is too expensive to lose again. But then I leafed through pictures of last year's treasures. Even though my altitude stunted their dinner-plate size, these babies brought too much joy to pass them by all together again.
So I invested a whole $9 in a department store grab bag, and I planted all five new dahlias, too. All in are in pots, but some are in the garden, hopefully easy to be removed come first frost in September or October, and some are on the porch.
Six varieties of sunflowers, eight varieties of blue flowers, three varieties of peppers, a handful of poppies and marigolds from last year's flowers, and a few purple flowers for fun all have new homes. Lots of flowers that didn't bloom last year are beginning to come up now, and hopefully, this year, they will produce huge bursts of color and joy. Now, if the whole green family can just survive our fickle spring...
I also couldn't resist the call of the wild; I've had birdfeeders for five years now. Our house came with a bird house, but recent winds made quick work of that. We bought two more bird houses and sturdier posts, hoping we can house a few of those musical insect-eaters who clean out my feeders at least twice a week.
Even garden friends are beginning to move in! I don't know where they hide when we get yet another hard freeze and three more inches, but they've found a hiding place nearby somewhere. They are busy doing their jobs in both the front yard and the unfinished backyard.
Now we just need to finish building our raised-bed garden for the backyard!