Sunday, May 1, 2016
"Sweet May hath come to love us, flowers, trees, their blossoms don; and through the blue heavens above us the very clouds move on." ~Heinrich Heine~
"The May-pole is up, now give me the cup; I'll drink to the garlands around it; but first unto those whose hands did compose the glory of flowers that crown'd it." ~Robert Heirich~
Hope everyone has a wonderful month of May. Madeline
Sunday, April 24, 2016
I have three planters like this one each has 3 purslane plants in them 2 reds 1 yellow.
My knockout roses that my husband planted a few years ago are now blooming.
Where I once had a fish pond I still have the pond iris that are in bloom.
Some of the wild violets I have, this bunch is on the bank. Click photos to enlarge.
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Sunday, April 17, 2016
I love the color of this azalea .
These are planted at the end of my property.
This is the red azalea that is behind the pink one in the above photo.
My apple tree has a few blooms on it.
These come up every year.
These come up every year also.
It is warming up nicely so I have been getting my flower pots and planters ready so I can soon go buy plants to put in them. I am not much of a gardener no green thumb but I keep on trying.
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Saturday, April 2, 2016
The dogwood trees are in bloom, and the trees are putting on their new leaves. My azaleas are all blooming as is my wisteria bush. Spring time here at my house is so pretty.
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Friday, April 1, 2016
This I saw on n April day: warm rain split from a sun-lined cloud, a sky-flung wave of gold at evening, and a cock pheasant treading a dusty path shy and proud.
And this I found in an April field: a new white calf in the sun at noon, a flash of blue in a cool moss bank, and tips of tulips promising flowers to a blue-winged loon.
" April rain is here again; hear it pitter, pitter, patter, on the leaves and on the trees, see it spitter, spitter, spatter. Rain, oh rain, don't go away we need you for flowers in May; drip, drip, drop and so not stop, send a little rain our way."
~Nina B. Hartford~
" April, April laugh they girlish laughter; then, the moment after, weep thy girlish tears."
~Sir William Watson~
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