Take a look at what’s happening in Sally’s Pollinator Garden this spring. In spring three years ago, this native plant garden became real. Dreams do come true. Nature, of which humans are part of, not apart from presents us with comfort, beauty and drama if we take the time to learn what it needs. As you can imagine, the garden is the first thing I gaze at from my bedroom window every morning, During the day, I stroll in it, pulling weeds as relaxation when I take a break and give it a final good night before I turn in.
First, I would like you to meet Edgar, pronounced Edgaar…he moved onto the back porch when we put food out there at 7 a.m. and 4 p.m. We now have five cats living with us. The other four enjoy looking at Edgar through the windows, he is the strange and exotic visitor. He enjoys knowing he has a family nearby.
The garden as it was just waking up in April.
Hydrangeas love the rainy days.
But heavy rain put brand new delphinium seedlings under water. I prayed for them and they were okay when the water receded. I sent the universe a message, “I asked for a swimming pool, not a swimming hole!”
The Jacob’s Ladder appeared in the woodland.
The golden ragwort shot up and already has lots of tiny bees buzzing. Its growing like crazy and we gave lots away!
The sedge is like little water fountains in its lush circle under the cherry tree. The cherry blossoms seem like pink snow falling all around it.
The Iris Christata is adorable, it’s been in bloom for three weeks already!
Virginia Bluebell, the ephemeral is supposed to appear and vanish, it has been in bloom for three weeks and exhibits enormous self confidence. It’s not disappearing so fast!
Our teenage Zen Weeders, Emma and Raime come to help plant the rare Trillium Grandiflorum, Trillium Luteum and Goldenseal in the deer exclosures. Sorry deer.
Our natural beauties Raime and Emma.
It seems that the plants are planting themselves outside of the formal beds where we put them; letting us know they have a mind of their own. They mixed themselves in with each other and spread into the walkways. Isn’t nature so abundant, generous and pushy? We have a surplus of seedlings to give away to friends.
The girls and their dad left with a bounty of seedlings for their garden. The butterflies and bees will have another home to visit in town.