Saturday, May 8, 2010

Ground control

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My gardens have exploded once again...I give up trying to keep order..mother nature, you win!
I relinquish ground control...


Bleeding hearts and ferns...

This wigelia was cut back so far a year ago, I thought it might not survive...HAH!


Peonies...can you smell their sweet fragrance?

Below are the new fruit trees added to replace ones lost through the years...a nectarine, a granny smith apple and a macintosh..



These little strawberries come up everywhere...I wonder if they were planted, or just came up as the ones in my front garden did because of me throwing old fruit to the birds...


Flag iris' of yellow and some the darkest blue, almost purple..
large iris', of wierd browns and light purple..
pink rhodies...




...... bottle tree...needs no water!

The rhodedendron survived the cutting back, and the roses ( around the corner) are starting to bloom after their move..
As I said, I have given up trying to control what blooms, it seems that the violets and daffodils start out, replaced by the coneflowers and black-eyed susans and paper flowers and phlox...and so on, each layering over the other. It's wild and fragrant and the birds and butterflys love it and so do I.
Grow crazy garden, be wild and free...no ground control here...
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4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Looking good. Just as I remember it. Love you both and shall see you on the 15th. If its to late when we pull in maybe the 16th.

Clementine said...

Your home is truly a wonderland in the springtime. Just gorgeous!

Claudia Condiff said...

Thanks Jan and Miss Amy....
Amy, I miss seeing you!
Bet those little ones aren't so little now!!
Happy Moms Day!

Greener Pastures--A City Girl Goes Country said...

I'm about ready to give up too. I warned Kurt, "DO NOT, I repeat, do not get me flowers for Mother's Day!"

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