Everything sublime is as difficult as it is rare. Baruch Spinoza

Thursday, May 28, 2026

Once Upon a Time I Was a Flower Child


Now I grow flowers. Not a bad trade-off.

When you live in the country there are poles and electrical boxes and stuff in the middle of a garden. Self-seeding morning glory climbs the pole to make it less intrusive. The iris are in bloom. The yellow/orange came with me from my home in St. Paul. So did the jungle of daylily which are everywhere.


This is what I mentioned to Denise. In amongst all the ferns are hosta  I'm slowly transplanting elsewhere. 


This looks like a field of iris. I have another large bed of this same iris which hasn't bloomed yet.


One of two areas prepared for wild flowers.....


.....and the second. This one has been partially seeded.


I over-wintered this large pot of flowers in the house. It did well.



Last week I had the heat on. Yesterday was 90 F/32.2 C. Just as I was getting a good start on the yard and gardens in comes the heat and worse, humidity. I know it's our new normal but I sure would appreciate the old days of spring. Spring in Minnesota was typically May and June. Today will be more tolerable but then it starts up again and continues. Bah!


 

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