About two months ago, I wrote a post bemoaning the state of my yard and the general ugliness of the garden after a really harsh winter. To be honest, I doubted that even Mother Nature could work her magic on a space so neglected and forlorn.
But I was wrong. It’s amazing what a few weeks of warmth and sunshine can do to a space. And it’s amazing, too, how easily I forget that it’s all out of my hands really–despite not having spent much time getting the yard ready this spring, all my pretty plants came back and now I have this:
I think I may start keeping a garden notebook–to remind me what blooms when, how much mulch I need (I forget every spring), what improvements I think need to be made next year. It seems like a really responsible and grown-up, homeowner-y thing to do. Plus I love making lists. Maybe tomorrow I’ll pick up a notebook and get started.
For now, though, I’m just going to sit on the patio, listen to the birds, and enjoy the beauty of my backyard.