I'm not sure why I'm even bothering except that I need to keep myself accountable. As I've said, I spent much of this week outside. It was vacation week for the kids so my "have to do" list and my "need to be there" schedule was on vacation mostly too. I'm too left-headed to let the laundry or the vacuuming go completely, but the rules were relaxed slightly, and that was fine.Yesterday was another gorgeous day so I took my camera outside with me. While Daniel played with a garter snake with Vet Joe's home - from - college son John, I enjoyed the opportunity to set things straight in my front corner garden. It's all perennials in this bed, so taking care meant cutting edges, pulling away last year's foliage, tugging weeds, pruning roses and trimming dead branches. Ahhhh... done is good.
Dragging wheelbarrows full of mud clods out to the ravine I came across some Trout Lilies in bloom.
They're early this year, and remain my most favourite volunteer. Our woods are full of them. They are called Trout Lilies because the leaves look like the speckled bellies of trout. The flowers point down, like bells with the petals pulled way back. 
From underneath, you can see how beautiful they are. They grow in the dappled sun at the edge of the woods, and generally bloom just as the leaves open on the trees that shade them.Oh, and just so I'm not a complete fibre slouch, I did get the preliminary sewing done on all 9 Christmas aprons and cut out 6 more to sell at the Christmas Fair next November. And I made this.
Every Monday morning my friend Kathy and I meet for breakfast. But she starts a new job May 1 that will prevent that. But just because we can't have breakfast anymore, there's no reason I can't be there (in spirit anyway) for tea.
3 comments:
Thank you - we have trout lilies in our woods, but I never knew the name.
the lilies are beautiful and so are you my friend.
I think there needs to be a fifth season, one called "mud".
Looks like spring has hit your neck of the woods in full force.
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