“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
“Winter is dead.”
~ A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young
Spring has greeted the garden.
The rains last week produced blossoms on the apple tree, and set the Wisteria, Iris and Tulips to blooming.
Maria has been working on a new stone base and platform for the St. Francis statue that graces the garden. A mysterious message: “finish me” – appeared to urge her on.
Between stones and mortar, she planted sunflower seeds in the Iris and annuals bed.
Rows of sunflowers will hopefully frame a colorful center of annuals and grace us long after the Iris have faded away. I focused on replacing the Little John plants that we lost to frost last winter in the entry beds. Ina strictly forbade me to go to the nursery in springtime. She must have known that would only encourage me. A mix of drought tolerant Lavender, Ceanothus, and Artemesia will provide near year-round interest – and their performance is proven through two seasons in the garden.
“Spring drew on…and a greenness grew over those brown beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.” ~ Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
The ten dogs that arrived nearly two weeks ago are gradually coming out of their shells.
Tails are less tucked and smiles quietly cross their faces.
They are gaining weight and regaining their strength.
We call them “The Reservoir Dogs” and you can read their rescue story by following this link.
Dakota is one of our latest arrivals.
He needed emergency surgery to remove one of his eyes – a choke-related injury. We are hopeful that the other eye has been saved; it appears better each day.
You’ll notice an unusual twist to his paw as well. While he does not let it slow him down, he will be having surgery soon to repair and restore his beautiful gait.
These dogs have endured some long hard days – like the garden has weathered winter. But it is spring again – and hope is everywhere.