This is the kind of day that is hard on a gardener. It has been very cold for April, and there have been heavy showers off and on. I couldn't get out into the garden, or even into the yard, to see what has happened since yesterday. I've had to content myself with admiring and thinning the tomato plants shooting skyward in the kitchen.
I ran out to get the newspaper between showers, and a quick glance around the yard revealed that there are many clumps of different varieties of daffodils ready to burst into bloom with a bit of warm sun. The daffies that we moved from the gravel apron we put in for our tenants have taken hold under the Sunset maple. All the new miniatures I planted last fall in the rose garden, the TPN garden, the shade garden and the new sunny perennial garden are up and many are blooming.
The most dramatic display is the Glory-of-the-Snow. If the sun shines soon, the forsythia will set it off perfectly.
I feel sort of suspended between two seasons just now; I can't plant any more outdoors, and the indoor plants are at their prime. It's too late to add to the planting indoors; my cold frame isn't ready; and I just have to wait for sun, warmth, and horse manure!
The Hector Spinach and Mrs. Burn's Lemon Basil arrived from Johnny's Seeds in Maine today. They were left off my original order, somehow. When it stops raining I can get some Hector into a bed, but the basil will have to wait until the danger of frost has passed.
I have added sorrel, chives, parsley, tiny kale leaves, salad burnett, and chervil to my salads in these past three weeks. I yearn for a salad made only from my homegrown greens! The other day I noticed that the winter savory is beginning to put forth new leaves, and the lovage is pushing through the rich soil off the porch. I've even stolen a few tiny shoots from that celery-flavored plant.
I'm getting itchy to get into the garden. Come on sun!
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