Last year on April 29th there was freezing rain and snow. This beautiful native azalea was cut down in its prime. So far we have escaped that fate. The Dogwood winter it is called.
The ridge top garden is bursting with new blooms and new growth every where you look.
The Camassia blooms unhindered by bitter blasts of cold. Hopefully this past cold, snowy and wet winter is satisfied and will not be back to strike another damaging blow.
The hundreds of iris wouldn't be bothered much. Open blooms might be lost, but the still closed and swelling buds would survive.
The azaleas flowers would be toast if another hard freeze should befall us.
I'm not quite sure how the rhododendrons would react to such an event.
The fothergilla was lost last year too.
There is nothing in the extended diagnosis to warrant such worries. I even got bold and planted pole bean seeds today. It is just that with so much is going on, there is so much that could be lost in its prime.
It is important to go for a stroll everyday to be sure that you see everything while you can. Even barring any cold disasters, the show changes everyday, another reason that regular evening strolls make good sense.
So you might understand why the last, latest blooming and quite nice daffodil may have been overlooked, tucked away in a fading Bulbhilla.
It did not get its closeup until maybe two days past its prime, but I saw it.