A Sunday Stroll

I said that I was going to take a Sunday stroll and show you the things in my garden. First picture is my front door. We take a step out the door into the 2 degree morning. Ahhh, balmy compared to the days before.

Here is my clematis. It's just waiting for it's Feb. haircut. The leaves are still hanging on thinking of last year when the vine was full of beautiful blossoms. My clematis is really saying, "I wish she would get rid of that River Birch. That awful tree wasn't supposed to grow so big and now it is shading me...so I don't bloom as well."

Here is the Rose (Chrysler Imperial) that started this blog. She is saying, "Oh, dear, my first year in the soil and she didn't cover me with one of those styro cones. I hope she knew what she was doing, when she just mulched me. This winter has been horrendous...Brrr!"

Here is the site of the future herb garden. Doesn't look too exciting does it? Hope the garden gets enough sunlight or we will hear complaints next year at picture taking time. Rosemary, parsley and dill ...oh my!

Now this is a sad state of affairs. A pot with no winter feature. She is saying, "Why didn't she fill me with beautiful winter things...greens, cones, and ribbons? I guess I will have to be patient and wait till spring...drab lawn ornament that I am. Maybe she'll fill me with spring things...a bunny perhaps?

This is the first thing you see stepping out of the front door or garage. This (usually very pretty garden) is saying...."You'd think she could have put something wintry in my chair...nothing pretty for the winter months. She decorated me for Christmas...but now, alas, nothing. Where are the bulbs she planted? The lilies are asleep, the pinks are under snow, the lamium isn't crawling. Is our resident snake under the earth somewhere?"

The goose "Goosey Lucy" tells the real story. It has been too cold since Christmas for the lady of the house to go out and decorate anything. She has lots to do in the house and will just read the garden catalogs until she is inspired to go out and start her gardening.

So, for now, the hanging on the front door tells it like it is. Mother Nature can do her thing and as the hanging says..."Let It Snow" The gardening will start before we know it...for now I'm in for a winter nap.

Balisha