By the front door, the pansy planter looks the best it ever has.
I see daffodils that I want to remember so I can divide them and spread orange through other parts of the yard. I'm patient. This could take years.
A camellia planted last year is blooming. It got moved in the fall to a shadier spot.
My new pink and white striped camellia. Isn't it fabulous?
Yeah. And then there's this little treasure. The loropetalum is about to clash horribly with the quince.
Maybe the Redbuds will tone it down a bit.
The only reason to like vinca.
Food is pretty.
I'm thinking a stir fry with baby cabbage.
I'm worried it might bolt like my broccoli.
All the herb containers have sprouts. This is dill.
Sprouts in my wintersown containers too. Red Texas Star hibiscus. Sweet.
The beginning of a fire pit. I'll work on it more next weekend when I have some help moving a few stones.
It's 63 degrees but cool. Should be a nice week.