Category: garden

An outing at the local botanical garden…

A terrifyingly large staghorn fern…looks like an alien life form with bad intentions.

The color of these primroses was wild!

Just a bee doing helpful bee stuff.

Poppies…

Protea…

The water lilies were lovely.

It was a nice afternoon of flower-peeping at Sherman Gardens with a good friend.

If you’re in Southern California and haven’t been there, you should go. It’s cheap and one of our underrated gems.

What bloomed in March…

In my garden, after a rainfall, you can faintly, yes, hear the breaking of new blooms. – Truman Capote

Irises.

A white iris!

Double daffodil.

Black-eyed susan vine going nuts!

There was more, I just wasn’t organized enough to take good photos. We had geraniums, and freesias, and white roses. And the cabbage plants were putting out yellow flowers. Use your imagination.

Poem: The Lent Lily by A. E. Houseman

The Lent Lily

‘Tis spring; come out to ramble  
The hilly brakes around,
For under thorn and bramble  
About the hollow ground  
The primroses are found.

And there’s the windflower chilly  
With all the winds at play,
And there’s the Lenten lily  
That has not long to stay  
And dies on Easter day.

And since till girls go maying  
You find the primrose still,
And find the windflower playing  
With every wind at will,  
But not the daffodil.

Bring baskets now, and sally  
Upon the spring’s array,
And bear from hill and valley  
The daffodil away  
That dies on Easter day.

A. E. Houseman