A Stormy Bloom Day

Before a cold steady rain accompanied by a rumbling thunder put an early end to the day, the morning was spent catching a few snapshots for Garden Blogger Bloom Day, headquartered at May Dreams Gardens.

It truly is amazing watching more and more life push through the leaf litter on the forest floor. The changes can be charted over the course of a single day. More amazing is that entire new sections of bulbs on different parts of the mountain have been discovered. There are even more bulbs now. Yesterday the crazy bulb lady exclaimed, "Oh I can't wait till fall!" Her assistant was like, "What? We haven't even done spring." I must have inherited the crazy gene. I knew what she meant. She was looking forward to dividing, buying and planting more bulbs come fall.

Two nice big clumps of another Cyclamineus Narcissi 'Jet Fire' are the first to approach full bloom.














Crocus keep appearing at random from one end of the ridge top garden to the other, much to the delight of the resident gardeners who rarely see them. Often they have finished blooming before their brief spring chores visit in March. This is the most Crocus they have seen on their mountain in years.

















The dividing of clumps has spread the bulbs far and wide. This Cyclamineus Narcissi 'February Gold' was the very first to bloom. It now appears in several locations.














Two long hillsides are covered and held in place by Vinca minor, Lesser Periwinkle. This groundcover is now producing flower buds and a few blooms in spots. I have been told it will put on a fairly good showing of bloom.














The excitement that comes from watching the entire earth come back to life in this new temperate climate is far different than the excitement I would feel back in the tropics when my Buttercup tree or the Orange and Avocado would bloom in the winter and when the Heliconia came into bloom in the summer. These events did mark the change of seasons and the passage of time, but the event was far less dramatic surrounded in an ocean of green foliage and a constant supply of bloom on many other less seasonally affected plants.

This lone blossom on the lone Hellebore is reason for excitement. It means the winter is coming to an end. The warm and green is soon to return. Despite the pitiful performance of this particular Hellebore, its survival means it just may be possible to grow them with some success in a more favorable location on top of this mountain.

















The moisture that drops from the sky, has for today, decided to come in its liquid form. The weather diagnosticians can't seem to make up their minds if it will turn to snow later tonight.

That I will take as a sign that my contributions to Garden Blogger Bloom Day will only increase back up to abundance in no time at all.