Back home we still have fresh new daffodils.
The newest excitement is the trilliums are beginning to rise. If I didn't have so many of these Nodding Trilliums already, I would stick a shovel in this clump and spread them around. It's not my favorite though. The flowers like to hide beneath the leaves.
My trillium planting seeks out the showier kind. This is allegedly Trillium luteum. It is more like Trillium chartreuseium. First there was one. Now there are three. I'll take it.
The Showy Orchis I relocated from the deep forest is also rising.
This is trillium I forget who. It has been in the ground for three or four years. It is time to start making babies. The flower is getting bigger and showier at least.
I spotted the first Trillium grandiflorum. These are really the showiest with big white petals that turn pink once they are pollinated. There are thousands of these in the deep forest. I needed some in the garden. I moved a dozen or so over.
Now for some really exciting news. I sent an email on Sunday morning to the local list serve I am on about the most recent lost dog.
"There is a long haired, solid black, 40 to 50 pound dog with one blue and one yellow eye hanging around at Betsy's Gap, the county line, Haywood side for the last week. I have been putting out food for three days, but it will not let me get close. The Haywood County shelter was up here last week looking for it. The dog is now limping and moving slow.
Is this someone's lost dog? Is there a dog whisper out there who might try to rescue it?
I came home today to find this email:
"It's a fairly long story but the dog has been rescued and will be adopted as soon as the waiting period is over on Sat. Then Mon. they will send her to be spayed, chipped, and get her rabie's shot. I'm the one adopting her.
Three months ago I had to have my beautiful black lab put to sleep. I had had her as a puppy and she was almost 14. I haven't wanted another dog until last week and began to feel a bit lonely. If Mike had only known I was ready to get a dog he wouldn't have taken her to the pound. But it's ok, she'll get all she needs and then we can begin our life together.
Her name is now Babe, she's 1-2 years old, in good physical condition (somewhat thanks to your feedings). She's very friendly and as far as we can tell, never barks. It took Mike about 45 minutes with his wife Anna coaxing Babe to come to them and finally to get in the car (she rides very well). Oh, she also smiles.
Babe and I thank you for taking care of her until rescue arrived. I will love on her as much as I loved Satin and that's huge.
Do you live in the little
yellow grey house below the road? I just wanted to let you know the outcome.
This is Babe. Her other eye is yellow. This makes me happy.
'Jane' has made it through the cold with flying colors. This also makes me happy.