Welcome back garden

Welcome back garden.

It’s time to go brown sedum, faithful garden keeper through winter’s cold.

Welcome back gazing globe, shiny bubble that glows with sunlight.

Hello sweet woodruff,

my bleeding hearts,

and shy columbine.

Clear away your dry skirts, daylilies.

Climb to the sky, Jacob’s ladder.

And bloom again pure daisies, simple flower of my heart.

Sweep away the leaves, angel who guards our path, and surround yourself with green.

Rise up small owl, fallen to rest, and stake your claim.

Stand up and face the sun, little light that shines in night.

Bloom bright daffodils, bloom.

Welcome back garden. We’ve been waiting for you.


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38 thoughts on “Welcome back garden”

    1. Thanks, Marion. Are things greening up where you are? We have just a little haze of green in our woods like a fairy veil. I can almost see the leaves on the smaller bushes there unfurling.

      1. Thanks, Marion,
        That’s pretty much what things look like here, a few swelling buds and small starts on plants, although from where I’m sitting, I can see a small tree across the road blooming white-a dogwood maybe.

        I’m sorry I don’t know Dutch and can’t read your poem. I suspect poems don’t translate all that easily.

      2. Dead branches
        or so it seemed
        though under weathered skin
        their life blood flowed
        and worked its way
        to the caress
        of the sun
        Be welcome

    1. We just got a doozy of a thunderstorm that started out of the blue straight above our house. The rumbling sounded like someone pushing a heavy cart down the hall without end. It was followed by the largest crash I’ve ever heard thunder make. I thought maybe it was a sonic boom or something. Remember when planes used to do that?

  1. Are your daffodils not blooming? It’s amazing what a difference of a few miles make. It must be warmer by the river.

    1. Yes. We’re very far north here. People on the west side probably consider it the arctic zone.

      We had a few bunches of yellow daffodils in the wooded area, but those in my garden are white with orange centers. If I were a true gardener I would know their name, and I might also know if they typically bloom a bit later than the yellow ones. They’re in bloom today.

  2. It looks like you have a beautiful garden. I’m waiting for the first plants to pop through the ground at my house. We’re about 3 weeks later than where I work, where the daffodils popped through about a week or so ago.

    1. Thank you. Most of it was here before we got here two years ago. We just tend it. I love to be outside and there’s nothing better than working with nature while I’m out there.

  3. There’s nothing coming up quite yet here; there’s still snow melting. My landlady, who’s in her late eighties and still loves to work out in her garden, is getting impatient.

    1. I’ll bet she is. I’m still a little nervous about removing the leaf coverings that function as mulch. We could still get a hard freeze. I’ve got my fingers crossed.

  4. You sure have a GREEN thumb! Your garden when in full bloom looks beautiful…. my daffodils are in full bloom now, but they are the yellow ones which I know bloom first… they still look great growing on the side of my house and driveway….
    Ed (Hugs)

    1. I didn’t know that about the yellow daffodils, although I had theorized that might be the case when my white ones weren’t yet blooming. They are today.

  5. It’s truly wonderful how our earth speaks to us! I have so enjoyed your photos! I grew up in Michigan, but now live in the Northeast. Spring is trying to find its way here as well. I really loved your photos of the cardinals! Happy Belated birthday as well!
    Blessings to you today and always, Erin, Bella Bleue

    1. I’m glad you enjoyed the photos. One of my good blogging buddies lives in Maine where she has bemoaned the snow. I think things might be springing up there now.

      Thanks for the birthday wishes.

    1. There’s just something about the earth bursting alive with new growth that is irresistible. regardless of what is going on in my life, spring calls my attention to the fact that we will rise again.

    1. There is a big difference in the sections where the ivy is gone. Tragically, there are still areas full of ivy and the ivy is popping it’s leaves up everywhere. But thank you.

      These very first early days of spring are my very favorites.


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