The weather has turned for a few days. It's warm, and the time of year in Albuquerque where there seems to be a clash between the high temperature and the brown leafless landscape.
Indoors, my now year-old shamrock has given me hope that there may be one or two things that will hang onto life with our very casual gardening.
Case in point, this paper white bulb rooting outside the door where I tossed it in January!
Parsley has hung on in the patio over winter. . . .
And the chive.
The boxwood is hardy and evergreen and thrives in its pot year after year.
I say that the garden is waking up, but it is more like the garden has woken us up from weeks and months of our sort of indoor stupor.
And a carpet of periwinkle already greets us with its cheery lavender blue.
The huckleberries have a brief bloom that is easy to miss.
We have a little spot outside our back door with the tiniest bit of earth next to it to sit and watch the birds in the early spring. . .
where lettuce and peas have been planted in little rows.
A new little pot sits in a cement urn for the moment.
The Iris has been transplanted where it gets more sun.
Just a little spot of solitude for dreaming. Who doesn't need that?
Well that's it from this accidental gardener!
I hope that you are loving the start of spring too!
So nice that you came by!