Perched high in the Hawthorne trees, a chorus of birds joyfully serenaded me as I wandered the garden this morning. The garden changes daily this time of year, and the early morning ramble soothes my restless mind.
The hybrid bleeding hearts have thrown their blossoms in the past few days. I've been impatiently waiting; a short cold snap delayed them a bit. Our native bleeding hearts must be shy. I can't seem to get a good photo of their pale pink blooms to share.
Grape hyacinths are in full bloom this week, poking up everywhere. I transplanted some last year when we were moving a garden, and it's fun to see just where I put the bulbs. Some are coming up in places I'm sure I did not plant. Perhaps the mole who visited us last year helped a bit with their relocation. *wink* This little clump seems happy under the lavender bushes with a little white stone bunny as a companion. Bunny may move as the season progresses, though for now, he's quite content.
Sharing today with Guest Heart Thursday, and