Saturday, April 12, 2008

Lest you think I am a terrible person...

...who only whines and complains about her life and is shallow and awful, I give you a happy, colorful post. Look at all the pretties! No yarn content today, just some pretty outdoorsy bits to celebrate that big, yellow thing I saw in the sky yesterday. I think it may be that mythical sun thing I keep hearing so much cool stuff about. This was the kind of day where the air is warm and sweet and smells like grass and there are people out and about enjoying life. The sun on your skin feels almost magical, because you haven't felt it in months, and wearing a t-shirt feels slightly scandalous, since your arms haven't seen the world outside your house in what feels like years. The whole world feels like it's waking up, and it's good to just be a part of that.


These, and the picture above, are the faux flowers planted in the yard. Well, some of them. They're clustered at the bottom of some shrubs that I can't identify. They will be coming out of the ground next weekend, and I will be looking for some things to replace them with of a more organic type. I'm still amused by them, though, to the point where I'm contemplating keeping them. They're so unapologetically happy looking. And quirky. And now that the rest of the yard is green, you can hardly tell that they're fake. Okay, it's not quite so blatantly apparent, at least.


There are violets in the bed in front of the house. They always look so pretty and dainty, I wish I knew how to keep them indoors. They're some of the only plants in the front worth cultivating to me, but then, that could be because they remind me of my youth. When I was in grade school, I used to walk by a house that had a huge, verdant bed of violets in front of it every day on my way to school and then back home. The sight of all those lush vines with the delicate flowers has stuck with me in the back of my mind all these years, and they still make me think of spring.



There are hyacinths scattered around in front of the house in the planted areas, in a random pattern. I think the last owner just got them for Easter and planted the bulbs wherever the mood struck her. I'd like to see where they all are and try to work in a few more to make it less, ah, chaotic, and more visually stimulating. They're beautiful flowers, you can see the purply-blue of the blossoms and how it's limned in white. Lovely, lovely things. And so spring-like.




And this is a bush with some lovely pink blooms on it. I've no idea what it is (my horticultural knowledge is nearly nonexistent), but the flowers are silky and small and very feminine looking somehow. Maybe it's the pink. Whatever it is, the clusters of flowers look very becoming, I could easily see them used in some pretty bouquets or a floating flower arrangement. They're next to this odd, leafy thing that I can't identify and that seems to be a houseplant left to its own devices for too long.




And here we have a close-up of the blooms on what I have thought of as the inexplicable sideways bush, it looks like it's growing straight out to the side, parallel to the ground. In the winter, we had no idea what it was, and so were planning on taking it out. I'm thinking those plans have to change. Cut it back some, yes. It does block access to the postage stamp of land behind the house. But take it out? Oh, no. Forsythia is so joyful looking, isn't it? It looks best when it's wild and left to its own devices. And the bush, despite the odd angle, seems to be pretty healthy. It's in better shape than the one in the backyard, anyway. Of course, this one gets more sunlight.





Here is the obligatory spring daffodil picture. It actually does the happy, sunny color of these flowers some justice. We have a half-dozen or so of them sprawling out by the porch steps, and they look so at home, and I haven't the heart to take something so pretty out of the ground so that something else can go there.








And here you see some of the tasteful, lovely things that have been forced on, rather, ah, gifted to us here. We have a birdhouse, painted rather festively, that my uncle snuck into Jim's truck when Jim was bringing furniture back up. To the right of the birdhouse is my very own piece of classy yard ornamentation, a flamingo. His arms flap a little when it's windy. He's actually kind of cute, and I'm fond of him. Like the penguin in the shower, he's friendly and kind of festive. I haven't picked out a name for him yet, any suggestions?

7 comments:

Rose Red said...

Yay! Plant pictures. All the cool kids are posting pictures of their gardens right now!

I think your unidentified pink flower plant is a rhododendron. Or an azalea (I think they are related...).

And I think you paint the flamingo red. He'd like it much better, I reckon.

Bells said...

How lovely! Yellow is one of those colours I have no inclination to wear but adore seeing it around. You can't beat it, can you?

I love the chaotic approach to bulbs. They just show up in odd places and it's a wonderful surprise!

Donna Lee said...

The pink bush is an azalea. They bloom in fluffy little bunches and then die off and beome nondescript little green bushes. And everyone should have a pink flamingo! They are a sure sign of class. Have fun with the planting. It can be very satisfying although I like to wear gloves. I can't stand dirt under my nails.

Kate said...

Frank the Flamingo. That's my contribution.

Hooray for color! We finally have more than daffodils up in the yard, it's wonderful.

Galad said...

I love the spring flowers since our flora is so different here in the desert. You have a lovely assortment to go with your birdhouse and flamingo. Don't you need a yard penguin to complete your collection :-)

Amy Lane said...

Flower porn! How amazing! The daffodil is lovely, and the violets are beautiful...but I think the pink flamingo is my favorite...

Georgie said...

Kate beat me to Frank! Although is she's a she, then Florence might work. Shorty?

And RR and DL are right, that's an azalea. Keep it pruned for lots of flowers and so it doesnt get leggy (good in flamingos, not good in azaleas!)