Splendid spring sunshine is on the forecast, but even last weekend, temperatures just moving into the low 'teens, I got into the garden and couldn't help responding to the colour, fragrance, and sheer energy of the growth pulsating around me. Birdsong everywhere and obliging insects buzzing already, ready to shift pollen where it needs to go. . . .
Above, a bevy of pinks -- the indigenous salmonberry offers a rather bland berry, but its flower (upper left) is a simple delight. Interesting how close its colour is to that of the ribes sanguineum (red-flowering currant), also indigenous, here long before we were and pictured above top right and bottom left. On the right the mauvey-er pink of the somewhat scrubby Daphne mezereum. Its scrubby appearance is happily tolerated not only for the perfect of the flower's colour but for the marvellous perfume it shares generously. . . .
Below, you see its scrubbiness, but perhaps you can also glimpse the combination that pleased me of that buttery yellow, blooming in the species tulips below, framed by the mauve, accented by the rich bluey-green of the surrounding foliage. I don't think I planned this particular conjunction, but its serendipity pleases me mightily.
Which pleases me mightily every time I walk past, and will for a few more weeks. And then the combination will be gone again until next year. A wee lesson in savouring the moment. . . .
As is this little corydalis which I'd completely forgotten about. Unlike its yellow-flowered cousin which has started blooming already and won't stop until early October, this purple daintiness, backed by the laciest of leaves, will disappear completely, foliage, flowers, the entire herbaceous mass, under the soil once the weather heats up. And if I'm not out prowling the garden at just the right time, some years I miss it entirely.
Whatever its handle, I was charmed to re-discover it last weekend.
Other dainty flowers I was pleased to say hello to included these sweet little epimedium flowers (top left) that you really need to get down on the ground to appreciate. The woodland anemone (top right, shyly nodding in purple) and the hellebore (bottom left also tend to direct their blooms downward, but the congenial tulips open right up in the sunshine.
And that concludes today's garden tour. I must warn you, however, that there may be more garden posts coming. It's such a seductive place to be these days. . . .