Just when we were shedding our woolly scarves and pondering more tender plantings, winter came back with a wee-hours blast last night, dumping two inches of snow on Seattle and pushing dreams of spring gardening a little further into the future. Yeah, yeah, I know, two inches – big deal. We are whiners here, we know. But it’s been such a weird winter, with a seemingly endless procession of freezing weather, that it’s starting to make me feel like spring will never truly arrive.
Oh, I was fooled for a while last week. The sun came out for days on end, and it was only because I was too busy to garden that I didn’t get out there and do a bunch of tidying chores like whacking back plants that got hit by earlier frosts. I was also feeling really bad about not having been industrious enough to get peas started and out there. I guess my laziness has its benefits sometimes. I hope everyone who was more industrious than I finds that their early efforts did not suffer too much, since everything was here and gone in about 10 hours.
Although I have more snow-garden pictures than my computer knows what to do with (creak, groan, whir – must delete many this weekend), I went out to take a few more today. It made me see some things, even just the tips of them, that I hadn’t noticed before against the bare ground.
As-yet-unpruned rose bush with snowy “hats” on the hips.
Unknown weeping conifer outside the dining room window. Any guesses?
Well, I guess the poppies are up. I hope they stay that way!
“Harry Lauder’s Walking Stick” catkins catching some sun
Hm, maybe I didn’t plant those peony divisions deep enough after all…
Didn’t notice these dwarf iris were up until my daughter whacked the snowcap off of them.
Hey, little garden monkey, thanks for not stepping on my tulips!
Yes, I do know Christmas was over two whole months ago! The wreath has yet to make it to the compost bin.
This is it. It has to be! Doesn’t it? Who else here is ready for @#$& spring?!