This morning I was thinking about how time moves through my life. Like my mother, I mark the passage of time by what is blooming outside my windows. I’m positive that I could find an entry in my blog archives for the day each year when I noticed that the squill leaves had appeared, or the squill was in bloom.
Mother was very aware of the quality of light, and I am aware of the change of the angle of light. I’m going to have to adjust my summer habits so that I can work in the studio very early in the morning, when the best light of the day comes in the east window.
The Ice Follies daffodils have been fabulous this year. The weather has cooperated for the first time in a number of years to give a longer period of cool temps which those daffodils prefer. Today I noticed that the Darwin Hybrid tulips were in full bloom and I believe the star magnolia will open tomorrow.
I’m going to cut daffodils for the kitchen counter. I have so many different types of blooms that I should be able to have a continuous decoration for the next several weeks.
The gold finches have returned! I saw both a male and a female waiting their turns at the feeder. It won’t be long before we have crowds of them. I’ll have to top off the finch feeder with nyger seed.
The chives are up, and I can see green at the base of the mounds of oregano and in the thyme. The Lamb’s Ears are greening up, and I have day lily and purple cone flower leaves. It’s time to return St. Francis to the herb garden.
I know that there are people who would find my life dull, but I love the constancy, and knowing what to anticipate. A few more weeks and the peonies and iris will be decorating the gardens, my favorite time of year. This is my own little bit of heaven.