Today is my birthday.
I awoke to thunderstorms and the rain has continued for most of the day.
I usually spend my birthday doing a little planting and meandering around in the garden. After all those are my favorite things to do.
But today, due to the weather, I spent a lot of time listening to the pattering rain – ensconced on the couch with my computer.
When the rain slowed to a drizzle, I went forth to plant.
First I excavated a hole for a batch of spider lily bulbs (Lycoris radiata) that my friend Jerry Palmer gave me. Then I planted 3 mysterious daffodils pilfered by my friend Pete from a field behind the Meat Pie Store we often visit in Louisiana.
I headed to the back yard next. I had set several pots in place for planting and they’ve been waiting on me for almost two weeks. They seemed to taunt me every time I looked out the back window.
Their roots are in the real dirt now. The rain tonight will settle them in and the taunting will come to an end.
I planted a couple of coral honeysuckles (Lonicera sempervirens) from Dr. Dirt. I will train them to scramble up the posts that hold our Marc Pastorek heads.
I prepared three lovely holes for the native bellflowers (Campanula americana) that I got from Terri and Mike at Gro-Wild.
I admired one of my first year daffodils. It is a large golden trumpet called ‘California’. It looks like a keeper. Then I found the first flowers on an old favorite, the sweet little ‘Hawera’.
I was surprised to find plump pink flower buds on my dwarf huckleberry (Vaccinnium darrowii) and glad that the early viburnums and the pearlbush (Exochorda racemosa) are still blooming.
Like many garden rambles, this one felt like a walk down Memory Lane. Almost everything that I planted or admired reminded me of one of my plant buds and brought a smile to my face.
I returned to the couch and my computer. I was wet and muddy
The dogs slept contentedly after their garden romp.
In my younger years, I might have considered this to be a boring birthday.
But… today was a good day.