Walked through the garden yesterday, and took a tour. It had been raining on an off and I could almost feel things growing in the warmth. These wild tulips are called Tulipa tarda.
Robins seem to be everywhere.
When it clouded over, this robin fluffed his feathers at the cold.
Another favorite tulip of mine is the peach blossom tulip.
It’s a so-called “heirloom” tulip, dating from 1890. Bulbs can be purchased from Old House Gardens, and are well worth getting.
The cardinals are back, looking like the King and Queen.
The male cardinal can be quite fierce looking.
It always amazes me that such a vividly red bird should live here in the rather mundane state of Illinois.
The female cardinal is starting to lose some of her head feathers already.
Still love her, though.
The hellebores continue to look beautiful. You can see the green seed pods forming. They will turn brown, and scatter seeds, which will sprout.
I took a moment to look into the birdbath. It’s like consulting an oracle. What will the future bring?
I love pulmonarias, for their lovely spotted leaves. I found one sprouted in our lawn today–a sure sign that the lawn needs mowing! Everything in the garden is in disarray though, having just come off a long, cold spring, and then a string of rainy days.
A closeup of a tiny iris. This is what I love about photography–it looks into a world I can’t see with my own eyes.
A closeup of grape hyacinths and snow white iberis. You can tell the iberis is in the broccoli (brassica) family because it has four petals arranged in a cross.
In the Kingdom of Grape Hyacinths.
A back view of some trout lilies.
These fern croziers seem to be holding a conversation! Wonder what they’re talking about?
A total mystery tulip. Didn’t plant it, so where did it come from? I suspect that more tulips self seed than we would think.
Love this little goldfinch.
Goldfinches just always seem adorable.
Some Virginia bluebells.
And the pear tree is coming into bloom, and the peach blossom tulip sits for its portrait.
I hope you have enjoyed this garden stroll! Namaste. Fran