gardening again

I haven't been able to care for my gardens and flower beds these last few years, but with the new medications I'm on, I will be able to do some gardening this year (with help from my kids). I'm looking forward to it!

Today, under the maple tree in my backyard, I saw Hosta peeking up through the ground, and Zephyr Lilies, and lily-of-the-valley, as well as new shoots of the Liriope. The Dicentra are blooming already, as are the tulips and the violets. The Aquilegia is up and the lamb's ears. It's looking so lovely, and knowing I'll be able to tend it this year has really made me feel alive.

(Now to figure out how to keep the wiregrass out of it!)

Spring is supposed to be beautiful...

...so I guess I should try to enjoy it.

It's hard.
Spring will always be a time of sorrow now. But Starsky wouldn't want me to be mourning amid all the flowers we both loved and enjoyed.
So I'll try to remember the fun we had sharing our garden plans although living 600 miles apart. Despite my physical limitations, I must try to keep my garden going, at least as a living memorial to her.

It's Spring!

I know it is because I see all the varieties of narcissus, hyacinths, tulips, and grape hyacinths blooming in my front yard. I also see the lilies, irises, and hostas shooting up, and leaves appearing on various other plants and bushes.

I still can't do much outside (not sure that will ever change), but with my daughter's help, I'm hoping we can keep the yard looking nice. I'm glad she's really starting to love gardening...