Now that the weather is cooperating, I am in my gardens all the time. I have a shady and muddy area in my yard that I felt needed a little perking up. However, I didn’t have the funds to purchase a lot of materials to make a new flower bed. I looked around for what I had at hand in my flower beds that could be transplanted. I found some black-eyed Susan, hostas and ferns that need to be thinned out. I have a rock wall I have been building that needed some help as falling over the winter. So I straightened out the rocks and took some of the extra stones to use as edging on my new bed. I purchased a few bags of garden soil to help the clay like soil.
Today was a local garden show where you can get amazing deals on plants. I donated a few as I was thinning out my flowers this year. I love that I can give back a little. The plants are all donated by local gardeners to raise money to foster historic preservation efforts in the area. The prices are so reasonable and you know they are hearty to your growing zone. I bought some white iris and antique iris that are yellow with purple, forget -me -not and euphorbia.
New flower bed
The total cost of materials and plants was $25! And I have a lovely new area to enjoy .
Happy Mother’s Day! I will be celebrating with my kids and thinking about my wonderful mommy in heaven.
Mom and I in 1973
My Grandmother had fantastic flower gardens. I inherited her love of plants along with all things British. Her yard was shaded in parts and she had lovely pine trees that had large patches of violets around the bases. They spread and took over everything.
Grandma and I in her yard under the pines
My mother dug up and brought to my childhood home some of these violets. When I was able to have my own home, I too added some of these violets to my gardens. I think of all the places they have grown and flourished. I took this pictures of my violets blooming this morning.
Grandma’s Violets in my garden
Finally it is spring in New York. Daffodils and Forsythia are blooming adding a splash of color to the yard after a dark and dreary winter.
My forsythia is a welcome plant. It reminds me that spring is here to stay. I planted it about six years ago and now have to prune it every year. It loves my yard. A couple of weeks ago I dug out some of the shoots and planted along the road. I hope they take as well to that location. Would be a lovely view.
And my sweet grape hyacinth.. This was the final gift my father gave me as a birthday gift before he died. I feel like it is a piece of him every year it comes up in the spring.
I love this picture of my mom and my uncle with my great grandmother Emily Nixon. She was the ultimate British lady who has had a huge influence on my love of all things British.
Easter 1954, Staten Island New York