No garden tasks today, apart from gathering cut flowers to adorn the Lodge. Conditions are conducive to outdoor labour, but I must focus on housekeeping, not groundskeeping. It's unseasonably cool, about 56 degrees. Alternately bright and dull. Quite breezy. Not a black fly in sight!
My chipmunk friends are out and about. Here's one of them pretending to be a garden statue.
I love all my tulips, but probably prefer the parrot tulips.
I'm extremely fond of this full-bodied tulip, with peony-like shape.
The bergenia starts out white before turning pink.
I've got two bleeding heart plants. The smaller one--smaller being a relative term--was divided from the mother plant several years ago. A precocious child, it's the first to bloom.
The fringed bleeding heart plants (I have many because they self-sow like crazy) are laden with blossoms.
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