Is it SNOWING???

I went out in the drizzling rain today to (what else) move some more plants around. I just can’t seem to stop. It’s like a sickness. I just keep having different visions for the garden and everyone knows that rainy weather is perfect transplant weather. It’s almost reckless not to take advantage of it, right?

I went into the backyard and to my horror, I was suddenly surrounded by a flurry of falling white specks.

Snow in June!

Which was the title of the very first CD Darcy and I ever bought. It was by Northern Pikes. We couldn’t afford another CD for several weeks, so we played our first and only one on our new CD player so many times I can still sing every word to every song.

But I digress.

I stood frozen in place watching huge white flecks land on my cabbages and greens, before sweet relief rolled over me.

It wasn’t snow in June at all, but simply our May Day tree shedding her blossoms.

Suddenly the rainy weather didn’t feel so miserable after all!

Things are slowly growing. Here’s a look at the efficiency garden…

I still like the black boxes but they do show the dirt after a rain. Especially where the lawn has been reseeded. The rain splashes up the sides and shows everything. Bird droppings also create quite the startling contrast against the backdrop of black. Oh, well. At least it isn’t snow.

The side chute is coming along as well…

The path still looks terrible, but the peas, cabbage, radishes and all the rest down the line are growing nicely.

Like life, it all depends what you choose to focus on I suppose.

The front yard is going through its bloom rotation. The crocuses have finished, but the tulips and daffodils are still humming along.

I always envision a carpet of crocuses followed by blanket upon blanket of seasonal blooms, but it doesn’t quite work out that way. There are always lots of bare patches and long awkward pauses, especially in a garden so young. It takes time for the perennials to fill their positions.

Even then, it seems like some plants are always looking doubtful, while others are looking fantastic. Gardening is a great teacher of patience and acceptance. Instant gratification is never harvested here. And that’s a good thing. I think.

If you look in front of the garage door you will see some very doubtful looking tomatoes. I grow mine from seed and I always start them too early. By the time they get outside they are already a bit stressed and things usually go downhill for a bit from there. However, one day I will go out and they will have finally “grabbed” and will be looking lush and green with starry eyed little yellow blossoms everywhere. Once again, patience and fortitude is required.

Or maybe the tomatoes will all die. It could happen. You never know what each year is going to bring. We could wake up tomorrow to baby tomatoes or to a foot of snow. Or it might turn out to be just a sprinkling of May Day blossoms.

That’s what I love about gardening. You never know what the day will bring, but you can always count on being surprised. Usually in a good way.