Fibermania

Crisp Morning Light

Working like a 20 year old has made me fall into bed so early that I don't have the energy reserves to shoot the day's progress. At 4am the rooster crowed and I went out to the porch to see how things look. Essentially: dark.
Back to bed.
But then three hours later the sun had risen and so did I. With camera and coffee in hand I took a look at the day. Clear, warmish and sunny.

The Dogwood has almost completely filled out, changing from yellowish flowerettes to almost white. It turns out there are several more of these around the hill, and in the woods, but not nearly as full as this one. I am thrilled beyond words.

One of the three pink azalea I planted in early March is opening its huge flowers.

And the red ones, tho smaller, are putting on a big show too.

My project for Monday was to plant the hill. It's like spitting in the ocean. At the crest are 32 Lirope plants and below that is a line of 18 pink Pampas Grasses. Can you barely see them?

Here's the Lirope preplanting. They look small here but will fill out. That's what I am telling myself alot these days. The Pampas Grasses will be 8-12 feet tall when mature. A veritable wall of grasses.

And then I have 40 Hosta Elegans to add to the hillside, should my knees be up to the job.

We have been watching landscape shows on HGTV and DIY and they are such foolers. When the crew of 20 come in and re-do a landscape in one half hour segment, it seems so simple and easy. Ha! And they bring in fully mature plants (expensive). I will have to wait for several more years for all my plantings to start looking like something. I hope I live that long.

Sorry about the missing pictures. Blogger is working against me today.