Vermont Garden, Spring
I left New Jersey to come to Vermont yesterday at noon. It was 80 degrees. Needless to say, it was not 80 degrees in Vermont when I arrived. It was barely 50, cloudy, drizzling. May 2nd in Vermont, ya gotta love it.
However, when I woke up this morning and did a little walk around the yard with the dogs, I was rewarded with the sight of huge crops of blooming daffodils, everything colored a gorgeous emerald green, and fresh new growth everywhere.
I feel really lucky that the two gardens I tend to relentlessly are separated in bloom times by several weeks. The daffodils in New Jersey are long gone: faded, browning, and looking very much worse for the wear. Tulips in Jersey are done as well. Up here? The show is just getting started. Lucky me.