Way back before I started sewing, @relysh was generous enough to make this cushion for my son. I’m only now having to mend it, after eight years of kid abuse. That’s pretty solid.

Way back before I started sewing, @relysh was generous enough to make this cushion for my son. I’m only now having to mend it, after eight years of kid abuse. That’s pretty solid.
Each year, this is when it begins.
Slowly but surely, the spring bulbs reach for the sun.
This year, in addition to the Reticulated Iris and the very beginnings of hyacinth buds, I also have cream-colored crocuses.
By the next Bloom Day, the daffodils and hyacinths will be in full force… but we mustn’t rush things.
Thanks as always to Carol Michel for hosting Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day on the 15th of each month! As Elizabeth Lawrence said, “We can have flowers nearly every month of the year.”
Parents haven’t been allowed into the dojo during the pandemic; if we want to watch class, we watch over Facebook Live. Luckily, the camera was at just the right angle and Connor stood in the right line for me to screen-capture his spin hook kick today.
These dwarf reticulated irises were an impulse buy from a big box store back in the fall of 2016, I believe. Ever since, they’ve been the first pop of color in the Early Spring Border in February or March.
Granted, they don’t deal as well with the March and April snows as their later-blooming neighbors — muscari, hyacinth, daffodils, brunnera — but I welcome their early flash of color every spring, even if it’s brief.
A free online version of the Maslach Burnout Inventory (MBI) rated me at serious risk of impending job burnout. I can’t say that surprises me.