We've had cool nights and warm days. Spring has survived. We've only had one day at 90 degrees so far. Today, it's 81. Thunderstorms are very likely this afternoon. I'll probably take a nap.
The city, probably due to financial restrictions, failed to chop back the streetside "weeds" as they have the past two years. Privet, honeysuckle, and mock orange fill the air with their fragrances.
Just past the hedge, the perennial bed comes into view. I love coming home.
There's a little something everywhere in this bed. I'm gonna be scattering seeds all summer and fall to fill in neglected parts of the yard.
Reseeding annuals fight for space among perennials and biennials. I noticed the brugmansias are already a foot tall in another area.
The arbor is showing off this year.
It can barely compete with the larkspur and shade plants that I put in last year.
In the backyard, two of the 5 Southern Magnolias are blooming. The scent is heavenly. I can't wait for gardenias.
I'm not working in the yard a whole lot these days. Between my hours at the store and personal commitments, I've been busy. Watching it do its own thing has a certain charm to it. I planted it to do just this when I started. I'll make changes as I feel the need. It's maturing slowly. Just wait til next year.
The realtor and I had a chat. The keybox will be removed this week, but we're gonna just let the contract run out in June. I've got nowhere to go, yet.