Spring Glory

I'm thinking of spring as a southern belle this year, even in Ohio. She has put on her fanciest gown, covered with all manner of ruffles, ribbons, bows, and lace. And then she has proceeded to charm us all.

The easy weather this spring has helped to make it quite glorious out there. You know you are in love with spring when your own flowers make you swoon.

I say these things not to brag over my own garden, but in awe of the wonder of spring. The cliche of spring bursting forth could not be a more accurate description. I check daily to see what's in bloom, and every day I find some new treasure.

Over the years, I've discovered many happy accidents. Once I happened on some small candytuft plants. It's not anything I ever planned to buy, as it seemed a little dull for my taste. But they were marked down, so I bought three. Well, those three have turned into many! Since they bloom at the same time as my tulips, they make a wonderful backdrop. What I thought might be dull, turned out to be gorgeous. They bloom together with creeping phlox, and together they've made a spring quilt that makes my eyes bug out. And neither of these plants ever asks a thing from me except lots of sunshine.

And as for my tulips, they have my heart. Yes I know they aren't reliably perennial. I treat them as annuals anyway. But they are worth the trouble to me. I'm not sure what it is about tulips that make us all so crazy in love. I suppose it's the wide variety of colors they come in. I have many happy memories of tulips, so that's part of my love affair.

Not much else to say about the glory of spring other than it's just plain wonderful. I simply wanted to share some of it here with my readers. Go out and enjoy it folks, it just doesn't last long enough!