THE EASTER BOUQUET – Marilyn Armstrong

The Easter Bouquet – FOTD – 04/24/2019

It was Easter. We weren’t going anywhere or doing anything. No one seemed to be doing anything and to be fair, I was just grateful I didn’t have to cook a huge meal that I couldn’t eat anyway.

I have to say that when you can’t really eat, cooking loses a lot of its attraction. And after cooking for a husband and kids and other people since I was 18 (was I really ever 18?), I could do without ever cooking for anyone ever again.

But I do because Garry doesn’t cook and if I don’t cook, he won’t eat. He might go so far as to open a can of soup, but that’s pretty much it. These days, though, cooking for a crowd is not on my agenda. I occasionally get enthusiastic about trying out a new dish. Mostly I do a lot of sighing while saying: “I suppose I have to COOK.”

Meanwhile, I am waiting for Garry to say those magic words: “Don’t worry Sweetheart. I’ve got this.”

The closest I get to that is (1) he will put a frozen pizza in the oven, and (2) he’ll drive to Mickey D’s and buy el cheapo chicken sandwiches.

If there was a good take-out joint in this town, we could occasionally work something out, but we don’t have anyplace worth going. Even when we can afford it, it isn’t worth the effort much less the money.

But I get flowers.

Sometimes, he brings home amazing bouquets and I don’t dare ask how much they cost. He no longer buys them in the grocery store, either. He goes to The Flower Lady who does all kinds of really fancy arrangements. He won’t cook, but he buys me flowers.

And he has gotten really into our birds. He watches the feeders and as soon as they get a little bit low, he’s out there filling them.

“Big group for dinner tonight,” he says, staring out the window. Like me, the first thing he does when he gets up — even if it is just to go to the bathroom — he has to look out the window and see who’s there.

We get pixellated by the birds. You go into the kitchen for something, but instead of whatever you were doing, you just stand there, watching the birds. “I see the pigeons have done a good job cleaning up the deck,” he adds. “You know, while I was feeding them, there were a few on the rail giving me a look which says ‘Get out of the way, fool. We’re hungry.’

“We didn’t get any squirrels today, ” he comments. I assure him we did. Between flocks of birds.

So I guess I’ll keep him.

Garry, I mean. The birds belong to the woods.

APRIL IS ALMOST SPRING – Marilyn Armstrong

FLOWERS IN APRIL – FOTD – 04/22/2019

Speaking of changing, what a month! For that matter, what a couple of months this has been. Crazy weather.

The Sunny Gallery

It has been raining relentlessly forever, it seems. We get a couple of nice days … then a week of gray weather and pouring rain. No worries about dry rivers this year!

Red-bellied woodpecker and his friend, the Tufted Titmouse
Bright Goldfinch

Not that crazy isn’t an inherent part of our New England weather. Our weather is unpredictable, especially as winter tries to turn into spring — and usually fails, until May when suddenly, it’s summer.

An Easter bouquet

It was lovely here Monday and Tuesday. Blue skies, warm weather and the song of the Carolina Wren can be heard all around the property. Today the gray weather showed up again, but it’s not supposed actually rain again until Friday and Saturday. But no sunshine, either.

Tomorrow, there will be rain and wind — but after that, I’m hoping to clean up the garden before the rest of the flowers open. It’s hard to rake when the daylilies are blooming. And half the rhododendrons are dead and need cutting back.

IT’S DAFFODIL TIME! – Marilyn Armstrong

Daffodils – FOTD – 04/17/2019

The daffodils began to bloom today. I’m sure they all be wide open tomorrow! Spring sunshine in the garden. I’m really celebrating because it didn’t rain today and it isn’t supposed to rain tomorrow, either.

Yay spring!

Open and beautiful
Even more daffodils
And just one more

FORSYTHIA IN BLOOM – Marilyn Armstrong

Forsythia in Bloom – FOTD – 04/16/2019

Finally, something bloomed. Forsythia, always the first flower of spring (not counting crocus). Oddly, our enormous forsythia hedge in the backyard which we cut down last year doesn’t look like it is planning to bloom this year at all. But I had to cut it down. It was huge and taking up half the yard.

It stopped raining briefly, so I went out and took a few pictures. The Brown-headed Cowbirds are just a little added extra.

Forsythia by the fence
More forsythia
A lady of the Brown-headed Cowbird persuasion
Along the fence, it is flowering

PINK CHRISTMAS CACTUS BLOOMING – Marilyn Armstrong

Pink Christmas Cactus – FOTD – 04/06/2019

The pink cactus is blooming up a storm. I think I got the color a little better today, maybe because the light was better yesterday when I took the pictures.

It was a bright but not sunny morning, which is good for portraits and pictures of plants, but not much fun when shooting outside.

The latest flower
The full plant!

BLOOM PINK CHRISTMAS CACTUS IN TIME FOR EASTER – Marilyn Armstrong

Pink Christmas Cactus – FOTD – 04/03/2019

Having just recovered from a major blooming of the scarlet Christmas Cactus, the pink one is coming into a heavy bloom of its own. Unlike the red one, it only threw a few flowers in season, but now it’s got a lot of buds, one flower fully in bloom and another about to burst for tomorrow.

Almost ready to bloom
Blooming!
Another bloom
Fat bud

 

FINALLY, FLOWERS – Marilyn Armstrong

Crocuses- FOTD – 04/02/2019

I thought the crocuses had bloomed and died under the snow, but I was wrong. When we went out today, there was also a batch of beautiful dark purple crocuses.

No yellow ones this year, but I was glad enough to find anything green and growing … or, in this case, purple and growing.

Even better, the daylilies are pushing up through the soil.

Clearly, I need a garden cleanup and as soon as there’s less mud …