Red Oak House Garden Notes no. 39

The air is fragrant here at Red Oak House because all of the crab apple trees and lilacs are blooming. Thus, it is exceptionally pleasant to work at our gardening chores. The juneberry bush is loaded with blossoms and our resident house wrens have returned. Their cheerful call makes our back patio an even more pleasant haven.

Jim has finished planting the vegetable garden and it appears that this year's asparagus crop is done. All vegetables have sprouted and there is a promise of fresh lettuce and spinach soon to come.

I've been busy planting annuals: 133 zinnias I sprouted in the basement earlier this spring and over a 100 impatiens. I've also completed the work I've been doing revamping a pathway around the side of the house from the gate to the patio -- hard work. While I work, I listen to the brown thrasher, warbling vireo, and Swainson's thrush songs.

First, I dug in the stones, laying each on a bed of sand. Then, I planted 32 creeping thyme all around the stones. I crossed my fingers that these thrive and fill in the open space. My hope is that the dog drags into the house just a little less mud in the long run. I get mighty weary of mopping floors and have so many other things I'd rather do with my life.

While I worked in the flower beds, I found so much winter kill I just wanted to sit and have a cry about it, but Jim reminds me how much is still alive and growing.

The tulip strategy I used last fall, planting a row within the vegetable garden fence in order to foil the rabbits, worked perfectly, a cheerful row of bright colors.

Last spring I transplanted from the Bad Lands Prairie Smoke (below), my favorite prairie wildflower and it is blooming nicely so there is a success story.

The iris blooms are waiting in the wings. Any day now.

"The day you think you know, your death has happened--because now there will be no wonder and no joy and no surprise. Now you will live a dead life." Osho