The garden has popped. It’s crammed with perennials and bulbs; buds bursting on shrubs and trees. I have been in the hospital with my husband Jack who has just undergone heart surgery. I can now truly celebrate spring: spring for him with a new valve and by passes; spring for the garden that has this going on.
That’s a Viburnum bodnentensis which I swear did not look like that a few days ago. It’s going crazy. And a Cornus mas behind it is starting to look golden. And i n the outside world the sun shines. The bubble of being in the hospital is broken once I see the garden. It never disappointed. Mud has turned into a carpet of green and blue and white: scilla, chionodoxa, snouts of everything pushing up.
But last night temps dipped down to -2C so we’re are not in a safe zone yet.
I will be talking to the Edmonton Hort on Easter Monday: LET’S STOP MAKING UGLY GARDENS. Really looking forward to this. Monday 25th at 7 p.m.