There’s nothing like a slightly ambiguous title to start a blogpost!
Nothing about spring is here-to-stay, but that’s what makes spring interesting, every single day.
It’s middle of May, the daffodil flowers are going away.
This morning I scurried around Wishetwurra Farm, working on outside chores as rain threatened. Eventually the clouds spritzed and spat, dribbled, and then came the steadier raindrops of some nice little showers. Before it got uncomfortably wet I toured the premises and took a few dozen photos.
Care to come along for that tour?
Yes, it’s apple blossom time…
Around the back are our two big beach plum bushes.
So what if we’re getting old…we still plant trees.
This year’s tree is an “Aromatnaya” russian quince.
A plum tree we planted three years ago is now blossom-covered.
In the row of currant bushes, sprigs of pale green saucery flowers hang down.
We pass the peonies, which are stretching up fast.
All of this activity is dedicated to the future.
There’s so much to see in the middle of May.
So much to see, and this post is already full. Ten photos lie on the cutting room floor. These culled pictures are all from inside the garden, where we’ll go for the next post.
¡Hasta luego, en el jardin!