The babies are finally starting to bloom. There are also more day lilies budding. Hopefully our neighborhood doe won’t clear cut them.
The deer ate my hostas, but they left the day lilies. For now, at least.
Six days later, there are tiny baby zinnias.
And then I planted some zinnia and butterfly mix seeds. Better late than never, right?
Also I found my little geode, buried under some virginia creeper. I have no idea how it got there. Last time I saw it, it was in a flower pot with my chives.
The rain has been good for something besides flooding.
It’s raining, and the irises are budding.
It isn’t anything like what the east coast is supposed to get, but it snowed. Poor surprise lilies.
I should clear the garden, but there are still a few skippers and sulphurs showing up to feed on the tail end of my sad zinnias.
Hobomok Skippers (yes, two of them)