As I just wrote to a blogging friend, although blue is my favorite color, I am feeling blue in the sad sense. It seems as though our country is far, far away from getting covid-19 under control. And yet out everyone goes.
Not coincidentally, cases of covid-19 are rising around the country. To me, feeling safe seems like a distant dream, and the same is true for getting together with family and friends.
To cheer myself up and to remind myself, yet again, how lucky I am to live here, I am sharing six recent pictures that I took around the yard.
A visit from Mrs. Cardinal is always welcome. It’s a pity I couldn’t get a picture of her being fed by her devoted husband, as she often is. When I am on the patio, I’ll keep my camera at the ready. Maybe I’ll be able to capture this sweet exchange.
Shannon and Mike sent me these flowers for Mother’s Day. I had to keep them inside for a while as the beginning of May was decidedly chilly. However, the weather improved, and into a pot these impatiens went. Perky and bright, they make me smile whenever I go out onto the porch.
In the front garden, I find the colors and textures of the hosta and fern pleasing and soothing.
Unfortunately my irises did poorly this winter. Some pulled through, but there are few blooms. But here is one for me to marvel over. I certainly hope that 2021 is a better year for my irises. (And for many other things as well.)
Wild daisies have sprung up in various places in my garden. Blown in, perhaps, or dropped by birds. Whatever the case, I leave them where they come up. It seems to me that it would be churlish to pull them just because they are not exactly in the right spot.
For the last one, back to hostas, to Frances Williams, a plant with leaves so large it looks as though it belongs in the Jurassic period. This close-up shows the textures and patterns on this giant of a hosta.
Onward we go. I hope you find at least six things to make you happy this week.