My new Ivory Prince HelleboreToday there was sunshine! SUNSHINE!!
And so I found myself pulling into the garden center on my way home from work. I told myself it was because I wanted to buy a hellebore and perhaps something for Mother's Day for my mom and Andrew's mom, which were both partially true. The rest of the truth had to do with sunshine! and green! and blooms! and the smell of damp earth!
Really, I should be relieved I came out as unscathed as I did since the odds were so clearly stacked against me.
I found myself admiring begonias, which is unusual for me. I say this pink beauty is for my mother, but....
I also decided to get my herb ritual out of the way. Each year I buy herbs, and each year I kill them. Although I always believe I will succeed (people say they're so easy...), I never have. It's easier to believe that it's a necessary sacrifice to the gardening gods.
There were patches of frost on the grass this morning, but it has to end sometime. When it does, I'll be ready.