When we got our hot weather, everything exploded out of the soil - especially the tiny spring bulbs. It was a race to help free them from last year's leaves.Ahhhhh, much better. When I first started to garden, my first and only early flowers were Hepatica. Their tiny sweet blooms always make me think that spring is finally here.
Dragging a bag around the side of the house, I almost missed the Leucothoe in bloom.
This isn't quite what I had in mind for the other Leucothoe I planted when I had hoped to hide the water meter. Pathetic. Will put this on the garden revision list.
Podophyllum peltatum looking nothing like a Mayapple.
Crocus planted by Mr. Squirrel Nutkin.
And, the last of the Hamamelis, with just a couple of chartreuse shreddy coconut bits hanging on.
Cue the neighbourhood magnolias....someone told me that they last for a month in England? Look how they start to shed here even as they're opening - if it's hot, this one will last for no longer than a week.
The scent is grand.
Here's the Abeliophyllum distichum. It started to blossom the very day the Hamamelis was done. Every now and then it looks as if I know what I'm doing.
It loses its pink quickly, living up to its name of white forsythia.
Can't remember planting these, but like their graphic novel sort of quality.
In time for the Masters almost....buds on the earliest Rhodo/Azalea - don't know which.
Much more buds on the Quince thanks to resident squirreler Bart.