Spring in Tulsa (And Everything That Means)

It's spring! Late spring, I think. Time of thunder storms, hail, high winds and ... blooming things! It's a rainy day here, but I took photos. I was too excited by what I found in my garden not to!

Two Christmases ago, my mom gave me her amaryllis after it had bloomed. I put it in the garden last spring, wondering if I'd ever see it again. Look! It's going to bloom!


Last spring, Karen, at the Rocking Pony, was complaining about her forsythia that wouldn't die. I told her I wanted some and she mailed me a bit. See? It's doing well. Waiting to be moved to its forever home, somewhere else in the yard.


Last Mother's Day, the Hunny and kids gave me a wisteria tree. Zobabe told me to make it go away, that it would gobble up my yard. I was afraid it might not make it through the winter, then the early spring pruning the Hunny gave it. Turns out they're indestructible as well. See? It won't even stand up straight, it's growing so fast. Like my teenagers. Shoulders back, wisteria! If you click on the photo, you might catch a glimpse of an evil garden gnome ...


Last Mother's Day my mom also gave me a cute lizard, Flaco. He's happy in the garden, hiding in the mums.


And has been joined, this past Easter, by a mushroom mom gave me. It's a magic mushroom. By magic I mean that it sounds like a bell when the wind blows. Heh.


And the peony I was so sad about last summer? The one I thought sure the roofers had killed before it ever bloomed? Back and ready for business!


In the side yard are the hosta and violets. Poor little side garden needs a lot of TLC. When the guys replaced the siding last summer (the job that never seemed to end), the garden took a lot of abuse. I'm surprised any thing lived through it.


Ooo! And the roses are budding out! Aren't they pretty?


Last summer - in July? - I responded to a Freecycle email about yellow irises. Of the dozen I brought home, I gave away probably half. This is their first opportunity to bloom and I think I have about a dozen plants still. What the heck?!?


Oh! Before I forget, today is Oatmeal Head's birthday! He's 15 today!

Until I write again ...

Flea

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