These are the days a gardener waits for. Every day — every hour — there are new offerings from the earth. It’s like a time-lapse photo in real time.
Everywhere I look, things are unfurling, emerging, bursting with color and chlorophyll. In the backdrop, birds are gathering leaves, twigs, and bits of ornamental grasses in preparation for the next cycle of life.
Soon, the dizzying display of flowers will begin, in other gardens and other places, mostly. For me, in my woodsy part of the world, flowers are more subdued and ephemeral.
Sometimes, I dream of herb gardens and colorful perennial borders. Then, the hot days of summer come and I remember why I appreciate this shady setting and the palette of plants that grow here.