I continue to feel over-tired, and over-scheduled. My ability to function is somewhat on the fritz this morning, so let's just settle for some pretty pictures.
Flowers are blooming. I love the apricot iris, which was an end-of-season bargain-bin find. It has thrived in this spot and makes me happy every spring.
Garden clean-up and planting has been continuing. It feels like a weight is being lifted. Another section of the wattle fence is down. Several uprights were damaged in windstorms but it has been five years, so I would be due for retagging regardless. I am in the queue for repair. I love the creeping Jenny, which was a self starter (the field of yellow-green seen through the slats of the fence) although I do have to continually cut it off the paving stones.
In fact everything is looking yellow in the evening light. I'm not doing the had work, the digging and planting, but even once the wilds are tamed, I still need to keep the weeds at bay
These flag iris were planted several years ago.
The cranesbill geraniums make me smile all summer long, but in the spring, with the Caesar's brother iris, they are particularly nice.
An ongoing challenge, but the rewards are great.
