According to every meteorologist on every news station around, we are currently experiencing the second warmest February on record and that’s saying something as the records go back to 1887. That’s the year my great-grandmother was born and only 52 after the Civil ended.
With warm weather an itch begins. That nagging itch to break the soil, turn it over, loosen and prepare it and plant something wondrous. Something that brings the world back to colourful life, brings the birds, butterflies, moths, bees and even bats back to our yards. (Don’t cringe at that last one.)
I have high hopes every year though they usually don’t fall into place quite as I’d planned. This year, once again those hopes are just as high as in years prior, but this year I have a feeling they’re going to come pretty darn close to that expectation than in those other years.
Much needs to be done first though. Edging is needed to keep the soil in place, then those bulbs are going into the ground this year and hope they’ll come back to life despite their long wait. Every year we have moonflowers and they’re are so breathtakingly white, ethereal glowing white in the darkest of nights and those bats, Luna moths, and even hummingbirds are are overjoyed to see them appear. Those will be planted up front as always.
A nice box planter is something I’d like to add if I can find one I like enough to bring home. Something for the geraniums that were favorites of my late mother-in-law along with roses that we hope to add more of around the front of the house. Roses, thanks to those lethal thorns, are a great protective plant for windows around your home. Holly bushes are also nice, but they’re literally a pain to prune.
The peonies, my own personal favorite are here and every May they start showing off their abundant frilly coated blooms. With these unusually warm days, I’m tempted to take a peek to see if they’re starting to shoot, but there are some close-to-freezing temps coming soon so no peeking until after the danger is passed.
Plans have changed for the side bed that runs the length of the driveway. It too will need an edging as all our topsoil washes out with every single rainstorm, but the choosing is proving harder than expected. It will be slow, but it will get closer to completion than we have seen in previous years.
So joining the hydrangeas in the side bed will be some of those hoarded bulbs, an edging to keep the soil around those green, growing beauties and cross those fingers we’ll have a vibrant floral show to enjoy come summertime when the warm weather is really here.