Fake News? From Our Garden?

Apr 20, 2019 | 0 comments

hyacinth and primrose – March 2012

I went walkabout in the garden yesterday, taking stock of what needs to be done (Yikes!) and getting a glimpse at how  the perennials are coming along.  To say it was a confusing half hour is putting it more mildly than our spring weather!  Or maybe it’s just my memory.

Mrs. G.W. Leak  — 2014

The hyacinths that once bordered the garden beds around the house have burst their boundaries and are filling in every available “empty” spot.  Not a problem but… aren’t they a month or so late?  It seems to me that they are usually intertwining with the first show of primroses early in March.  But, this year the primroses have been brightening the beds for some time — all by themselves.  Hyacinth’s supporting cheer came late.

Budding Lilacs

On the other hand, Mrs. G.W. Leak – that saucy rhododendron with the lovely pink petals and mysterious dark center – is bursting forth down near the east fence.  I think she’s at least a month early.  Don’t we usually pick armloads of that showy flower to take to the cemetery on May 30th?  This year, though… highly doubtful.

Our Pear Tree in Blossom – 2019

And how about my “birthday camellias?”  Finally, they are blooming!  Six weeks later than usual!  The lilacs and honeysuckle, however, look to be right on schedule – both  whispering promises of being here before summer — and the old (100+ years) pear tree is blooming to beat its record.  As for the lupine and day lilies and fern and buttercup – trying to take over, as always.  Some things don’t change…  But just what month do they think it is, anyway?  Those plant people are pretty confused, if you ask me.

All-in-all, I think the garden is on a bit of a bewilderment rampage.  Perhaps it can be compared to the fake news phenomenon coming from the other Washington.  It’s hard to know what to count on or how to plan.  The only obvious recourse is to get out there and try to sort the chaos and conflict from the normal and hoped for.  And, of course, to enjoy whatever pleasant surprises I might find amongst the familiar.

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