G'morning! Sorry we've been so recalcitrant in our blogging. There's so much going on outside: springtime for Persephone-dogs is a matter of grave importance!
So herewith, I wanted to share the latest happenings in my Springtime-Persephone-Back-from-Hades- Celebrate-the-Fecundity-of-Everything Garden!
A couple weeks ago, my azalea looked like this. My mom added the Celtic cross--nice touch, huh?
Here it is now!
And everything's green and pretty, and Spring has officially broken through the permafrost of dour, frigid, Puritan Connecticut!
I love sniffing my flowers and chasing my chipmunks!
Alvin continues to torment me! His favorite perch is just atop the sculpted bell in the front garden.
BUT...my peonies have "popped!"
And the pansies are still in full bloom...
And the Buster-Dog spends long, languid moments lounging among the Lilies-of-the-Valley!
Did you know that hazelnut trees are an ancient Celtic symbol of fertility? They're twisty-turny, convoluted, and complex--just like us Irish peasant dogs!
My ferns are emerging from their long, winter's nap beneath the Douglas Fur tree.
Whenever I walk by, I try to irrigate them properly.
And that sweet scent in the air must come from...
My little carpet of ajuga!
There are some things I'm not sure I know the names of...Mom got these, and they're blue and pretty:
If anyone recognizes them, let me know, 'cuz I like them a lot!
Here's another unknown specimen, in the shade under "Douglas," my pet fur tree:
Ah...Life is good!
Things are green and yellow and blue and PINK!
My little Japanese Maple has sprouted its delicate leaves...
And my weeping larch is doing what weeping larches do best!
And I, Persephone, the dark Goddess of the Underworld and Harbinger of Spring, shall proceed to do what I do best: