April proved herself to be the cruelest month indeed this year alternating summer and winter temperatures. The past couple of nights we’ve had frost – and this after we had gotten quite used to balmy temperatures and tender zephyrs in mid-month. Now these lovely white daffodils might as well be snow cover – it is so cold. And windy. And dry.
My Early Garden in front of the house is still adorned with row covers that blow and blow in the wind. I think they are making the lettuces quite tough. And yet, with all the cold and wind plant growth is inching forward. Rhubarb leaves are up – and in need of serious weeding. Actually, almost every bed is in need of serious weeding.
Some of the daffodils are later bloomers. I am particularly fond of this one, and I will be sending off to Old House Gardens for more. The daffs are planted in the lawn and you can see the hawkweed in my ‘flowery mead’ is budding up nicely.
Grape hyacinths are beginning to bloom – and some of them have scattered themselves in unlikely places. I am glad there are flowers that have the stamina to withstand heat and cold in our New England spring, but this year I am really ready for for the warmth and libelous displays of May.