its been a year

Well more than a year.  I sat outside under the magnolia flowering and remembered from last year how excited I was to find it reaching over my fence.  There is something about getting to know the seasons in the same place that is good for my soul. It also helps in beginning to understand how my own particular garden grows.

I feel very pleased that the forget-me-nots I scattered under the snowball tree have come up.  One of the flowers I have loved since a child and a sign of spring.  I know there will be sticky seeds later but the soft blue haze now is worth it.  And 'bud burst' full of promise. This is the greengage which so desperately needs a prune.  Maybe next year.

A special bit of fun has been the tiny lemon tree in a pot that my sister gave me.  It has fruited liberally and I have picked one already for a chicken dinner.
                                        

  

So the year turns and I get to stay in my own home.