"Yes, Noah, I am sure. Spring is here and you can dare to get outside. No snow, no cold paws anymore."
Okay, smells like spring.
Nice, my climbing tree is still there.
The spikes still work.
The garden is also still here. Well ... my job is done and I can say hello to the mice.
Hmm... no chance to stop him from that. But let me take you on a short walk through our spring garden in the mean time.
The helleborus had quite suffered by the late frost, but some of them show off anyway. They are quite an eye catcher at this time of the year.
I love it, when life is coming back into the plants.
Last winter we have lost one birch, but another one has just moved in: it's a Himalayan Birch. I'm hoping that it's bark will stay as shiny white as at the moment.
Don't look so concerned, the Helleborus won't attack you. They are just laughing a little bit about you grumpy old dog.
Unfortunately I forgot the name of those lovely wild tulips. I'm getting old, sorry *smile*.
Ha, but those I do still know: Snake's head or Fritillaria meleagris. I didn't like them, when I started gardening, but now, I can't get enough of them. They remind me on a hat of an elf, just like out from a fairy tale.
Schaut verheissungsvoll aus.
That looks less promising. I did care about it yesterday and at least it is now half as big. Still a lot of work to do.
Room with a view. This pot didn't survive winter.
Oh dear, seems as if the mice are lucky. The Lounge-Season has started... hurra... come on, Noah, move a little bit aside, my Gin Tonic and I need a little bit of space as well.
In diesem Sinne: Cheerio und habt noch einen gemütlichen Sonntag.
Cheerio, guys and have a cozy Sunday!
Alex & Noah