The carefully selected azalea from Chuck Hafner’s Garden Center is now safely in our backyard garden. My dear wife Karen walked the line, held out her fingers, gauged the sun angles and told me where to dig. Love it.
Our nice, comfortable spring time awaits back there, from sitting under the side alcove to wandering around the greening backyard. Thank you, April advancements.
When the backyard yellow bunch next to the deck decided it was time, they did it en masse.
There’s plenty of movement in the backyard garden next to the deck. Heck, yes, it looks like spring.
Oh, how this season can offer a dizzying array of color. Even in our backyard, where this yellow rose holds forth against the changing rustic of the fence foliage.
The purple climber in the backyard is still blooming, still reaching for greater things. I am surprised and gladdened by its spirit.
The backyard flowers don’t seem to realize that soon enough it will be November here in Central New York. No complaints from me.
You’d think our flower garden out back was mad because of the extended winter in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville. Once they came out, they did so with a fury. Even the lone red one on the left.
We haven’t yet taken our spring trip to the Regional Market, my dear wife Karen reminded me. I agreed. And I knew what she wanted to spend our Saturday morning doing. Up and down the sheds we walked, searching for just the right ones. Hover over a gallery photo for a description. Click on an…
Of course my dear wife Karen and I both hold our breath after putting the new plants into the ground at A Bitty Better in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville. I do not think we need worry much about the tiger lily chosen by George Three for her Mother’s Day present. Soon after we put…