It looks and feels a lot like Spring here in the Portland area.
The sun is streaming through the trees and Hummingbirds are fluttering by their feeder, dipping in to a fresh batch of nectar, carefully prepared by my dear husband last night.
The garden is slowly drying out after record rainfall in March. Wellies are still a must to venture into the back garden, unless you want muck-encrusted shoes, or cold wet feet. I’m not complaining; it’s been a long and busy Winter, and I can think of nothing more therapeutic than some quality gardening time outdoors.
There’s plenty of color to keep me company as I clear last Fall’s pine needles and the debris from Winter.
Daffodils, which I plant as annuals to ensure blooming here in the shade, are brightening up the moss lawn.

The flowering currant bush Ribes sanguineum, at the edge of the wetland area is adding pretty pink to a gray area in the garden

Close to, but screened off from the corgi runway, a lovely pink camellia vies for attention. If only I knew the name of this variety.

In the front garden, safe from the corgis, but subject to inspection by “The Ladies”, our neighbor’s hens, the pink and white bleeding hearts Dicentra spectabilis are just starting to nod their heads to Spring.


Two dozen delft blue and pink hyacinths perfume the way leading to the front door. Mud-splattered and a little worse for the weather, these darlings bring great cheer to a very shady and mucky spot. To be planted every year, from here on.

And finally, a first time bloomer is showing off sulfur yellow flowers under a Laceleaf Japanese Maple.

This is a variety of Bishop’s Hat, maybe Epimedium suplhureum. Six years in the garden and finally a bloom!