This Serviceberry or Sarvis , which is our first tree to bloom in the spring, is now covered in rounded clouds of white blossoms. This little beauty is one of my most photographed trees from my daily walks over the hillside trails.
The past few sunny days have seen me out in my gardens and beds cleaning up. The weeds, Henbit, Dead Nettle, and others, are growing faster than I can chop and pull.
I still do a lot of gardening but not like I once did. I don't have many pictures of my older gardens, but someone once took this picture of my oldest granddaughter and me in one of those gardens, and I took the one of our grandson in the same garden several years later. I really had the fever then for digging and planting and everything gardening, not too unlike Elizabeth Von Armin did in her book, Elizabeth and Her German Garden.
Of course, having become a Countess when she married a German aristocrat, her gardens were a far cry from those of a primitive nature like mine, but, nonetheless the passion she had was the same as mine. For that reason, I find her book quite enjoyable.
In one particular instance, when she was frustrated with her gardener, she wrote, "If I could only dig and plant myself! How much easier, besides being so fascinating, to make your own holes exactly where you want them and put in your plants exactly as you choose..."
Isn't that amusing? I thought all women dug their own holes. I am quite sure my darling hubby could never get a hole exactly where it should be. (However, I must admit that there have been some really big holes dug here in hard clay soil in which he had to lend me a hand.)
Elizabeth also expressed the desire to have someone with whom she could "hold communion" with on the subject of gardening, or "indeed on any matter. My only way of learning is by making mistakes," she wrote.
"...and I long more and more for a kindred spirit ~ it seems so greedy to have so much loveliness to oneself~ but kindred spirits are so very, very rare; I might almost as well cry for the moon." How well I can relate to her thoughts here.
I finally finished up all the legs/feet/shoes for the five dolls. The painting mess is all cleaned up now and put away, thankfully, for my sink in the laundry room is going to be needed for cleaning up and filling hummingbird feeders. According to the migration chart they should be here any day, so I am watching closely for my first sighting.