The team gardening effort for my dear wife Karen and I focused this afternoon on the butterfly garden triangle in the backyard of our home in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood.
I planted the last two newbies, a pair of lavender plants to take the place of a previously hardy spreader that up and died this past winter. Karen fiddled with the ever-thickening patch of day lilies once more, placing several in far corners of our property.
I bought six bags of black mulch at the big box, and poured. We both spread and patted.
The four butterfly bushes all have green sprouts gathering above the ground line. They’ll grow fast now, and will overtake the dry branches from last year.
Then will come months of blossoms. And butterflies, hopefully, with after-work/pre-dinner time spent in our red plastic Adirondack chairs watching Ellie B, aka Dogamous Pyle running around and showing off, as we talk about our days, appreciating it all.
Out front, the peony plant is bursting with blossoms, every bud opened gloriously. I count 15 flowers.
Amazingly, the stems are holding the weight of all that nature gave them.
And since I harped consistently about the increasing three-week-plus collection of grass clippings, branches and pine cones that the city crew was late in scooping up, I figured I must also deliver the picture of what the backhoe scoop left behind when the collectors came through our block Friday afternoon.
Are your grounds rounding into shape? What are your favorite times of the day to sit back and enjoy the sights? Do you spot butterflies where you live?