First Day

It’s the first day of Spring: a season of hope, renewal, life.

If you’re able, go for a walk; wave to your neighbors and say ‘hi’ from a safe distance. 

Observe the fresh, green growth on trees and bursts of color with flowers.   Listen to birdsong; watch expectant parent birds carry leaf and grass to their nesting sites. 

Life continues.

Open your windows, breathe in deeply the passing breeze.   Keep in touch with loved ones:  help your neighbors, especially the elderly and others,  most vulnerable.  

Stay safe.

 

Time Outdoors

Fraught times we live, yes?   It’s hard to stay calm and breathe deeply. 

If you’re healthy and able, go outdoors.  Walk.  Ride your bike.  Smell the roses.  Don’t hug, shake hands, or kiss cheeks–save those sweet things for another time.

I feel fortunate that I enjoy bit of space to roam and ramble and soothe my fears, if only temporarily.  I feel lucky that I live in a neighborhood where we watch out for and call on one another in times of need.  I feel blessed that I live in a larger community which places a premium on support and presence when needed.   

As an additional boost to my soul, it’s spring and there’s something new in the outside world each day to see, to appreciate and find comfort in.

Giant spiderwort, Tradescantia gigantea, are in their prime.

The Spiderwort provide plenty of work for the pollinators. Honeybees and even some native bees are busy, busy, busy with these blooms.

 

Globe mallowSphaeralcea ambigua,  bloomed all winter, but somehow, their color is more vibrant now.

 

Coral honeysuckleLonicera sempervirens, dangles its clusters of spring flowers.

I saw some native sweat bees around these blooms yesterday, though none early this morning.  Where are the hummingbirds?  This is one of their favorite flowers!

 

Dewberries, mostly for the birds, will follow their pretty white blooms, helped along by my honeybees.

 

The poppies are popping.  Really, what more could I possibly add to this?

This smear of honeybee at the top of the flower is the best photo I managed, given herspeed and the breezy south winds.

 

In the same plant family as the spiderwort, this charming False Dayflower or Widow’s TearsTinantia anomala, is one of many that grace my garden.  These seed out prolifically, showing up here and there.  But I don’t mind; they’re lovely, springy, cheery–and easy to pull up.

 

March and April (and sometimes, May) are season of columbines.  Mine are a mix of two natives to Central Texas:  Aquilegia chrysantha and Aquilegia canadensis

 

Columbines show their beauty in many poses.

Oak pollen drapes over the flower.

 

Texas mountain laurelSophora secundiflora, bloom briefly, but beautifully.   The tree is a favorite of mine–and many here in Central Texas-and the blooms are a favorite of several native bee species.  The bees-on-the-blooms are usually too high up for me to get a decent shot of their activity.

This is a tree worthy of any garden.

It’s also oak pollen season–and how!  This blossom wears its oak pollen well!

 

CrossvineBignonia capreolata, a hardy evergreen vine, announces itself with bold, summer-like colors during March and April.  Interestingly, when Crossvine blooms in the summer, the color is a pastel peachy hue.

The vine should cover the fence in a year or two.  I’m looking forward to a wall of springtime terracotta and yellow.

 

I’m lucky to grow a garden: to tend, to nurture, to love.  My garden, with its blooms, beasts, and beauty, is a respite from troubles–and always has been.

Take care of yourselves.  Make time to go outdoors:  in your own green space, at a park, or along a tree-lined street–just avoid crowds.  Be safe, wash your hands, don’t hoard.  Watch out for your loved ones and neighbors.

Be well.

I’m joining with Carol  of May Dreams Garden and her monthly huzzah for blooms–pleas pop over and enjoy blooms from many places.  You’ll feel better.