Make the dogwood bloom. I know they are quite common but for a week or so every spring I’m glad I planted this dogwood. I thought about moving the limousine that’s behind it before taking the picture but left it to enhance the contrast between the natural world and the very un – natural world.
I used to have lilacs out back and the smell alone was enough to transport me to my backyard growing up in central NY and make me remember my grandmother. They were all twisty and broken but every year I just left them for that smell and then last year I dug them all out to extend the studio that I added to the house. Last year I got this little bottlebrush buckeye chestnut… it has a ways to go but it should be great when a couple years get behind it. The columbine next to hasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell.
Here’s Sofia trying to not stand in front of the contorted filbert that’s been there for 18 years while dad takes a pic. I love this plant in the winter and the summer… branches are squiggly like marks on my bowls in winter and the leaves are like rich green crepe paper in the summer.
And last but certainly not least here’s my little bug with her favorite toy. She calls it “teletubbily” probably because she’s never seen the tv show. Teletubbily looks a little worse for wear but I’m kinda digging the patina. It’s because Sofia has completely colored it’s face several times with different magic markers.