It seems as if every plant wants to be the first to get out of the soil at the moment, and this includes unfortunately the weed too.
In the morning they hang on very innocently...
... but as soon as evening arrives, they munch all my newly planted Achillea *grmpf*. I wish you a bon appetit, my dear, and hope that you leave me over at least one flower . Sometimes I can really understand why the French eat those nasty animals. If I weren't so disgusted... well I better drop that thought.
But I'm not going to invite you for diner, I wanted to invite you into my wilderness.
One should have mowed the lawn, but man found the flowers in the lawn so beautiful...so he said at least. But well, let's be honest, hubby doesn't like mowing at all *LoL*. However, somehow he is right...
... the bugleweed really looks lovely and is full of Brumsels. You don't know what a Brumsel is?
This is a Brumsel... well, you can call it as well a bumblebee if you like... but that's a bit boring.
But back to the bugleweed and daisies meadow. It really does invite to lay yourself down and enjoy the afternoon, doesn't it?
Okay, I'm sorry, I understand that you have now seen enough bugleweed and daisies. Let's move on.
Oh well... that's still a project of mine and I haven't really got further on with it.
I had the hope, that maybe all those roots will jump out of the soil by themself... somehow this doesn't work unfortunately.
You like to know what it will become? Well, I'm dreaming of a hydrangea, hosta and fern corner... but as you can see, there is a lot of work to do till then.
Better have a look into another direction... for example to the birds corner. Yes, your eyes didn't betray you, there is still food in the bird feeder. I've decided to feed them all year through. I've read good things about that way of feeding and it is stunning to see, which kind of birds visits the birdfeeder. Unfortunately I haven't seen the one legged chaffinch anymore. I hope he is well and somewhere in the wood... and not in Noahs tummy.
Another feeding station... one could think. This corner is newly planted with asters. The slugs seemed just to have waited for that *sigh*.
View from the terrace into my little jungle.
Auch auf der anderen Seite herrscht ein buntes Frühlingsdurcheinander. Gehen wir lieber wieder ein bisschen näher ran an die Blümchen, dann muss ich mich nicht so schämen.
The other side of the garden doesn't look any better. So we better have closer looks to the flower... else I feel more and more ashamed.
The last daffodils for this year.
I hope this currant doesn't make its threat come true, else I really don't know, who should eat all those berries.
A tree peony which I bought from a DIY shop. It is now in the third or fourth year and has got so many buds as never before. Can't wait to see that firework of colors.
Talking about firework: I don't really like that color of red in my garden, but this Chaenomeles may stay, because it is the support of one of my beloved rambler roses. The Chaenomeles doesn't only flower in this forbidden color... noooooo, it has even nasty spines. Yes, I know, roses have them too, but... this really something completely different.
Forget me not... how could we, they are so lovely.
Ha... finally this clematis and I have outwit those nasty slugs. For the first time since about three years this clematis finally get to flower. Why? I admit to have used slug pellets, but I already put them at the clematis feet in February, when the lovely burgundy snails were still asleep and not harmed by those pellets. But the slugs... well, let's say, they didn't last as long as this lovely flower. Yeah, I know, that wasn't very kind of me.
One of the few tulips that survived the attacks of the mice.
And this is the other one. LoL, no let's be serious, there are eight ot nine other tulips in my garden. Most of my other tulips have just produced boring leaves :o(.
Oakleaf Hydrangea full of promises.
Each year I'm so looking forward to the peonies season.
And this year the buds look so thick and very promising. I'm ready, you can start flowering.
Auch der Feigenbaum im Topf hat schon losgelegt. Allerdings würde dieses Blättchen erst für Adam junior ausreichen. :o)
Even the fig in the pot started to produce leaves. Well, this leaf here is for Adam junior, I guess. :o)
I don't know how you feel, but I'm a real spring junkie. I could shot the fragrance and colors directly into my venes and this all around the clock. Have a lovely weekend and give yourself a good dose of spring. Enjoy the weekend.
En liebe Gruess / Take care