It’s a season of change, and here winter and spring are still fighting the March battle for dominance. The days are springlike, but the nights are clear and frigid. Tomorrow, we’ll get both snow and rain, if the weather report is right. Blow, winds, blow, and bring in the new.
I’ve had a lousy year so far for . . . well, just about everything. But this week was a good one. I did some spring cleaning, I planted most of the bulbs I should have planted last autumn, and I did some writing. If I read a book tomorrow during the inclement weather, it’ll have been a very good week indeed.
Hope your week is going well, too, and the changing energy recharges your batteries and gives you a nice chance for a reset!
Eight Ladies Writing 
Weather is similar here, although you’re a few degrees closer to the equator (43 here vs 37 there). I managed to get tulip bulbs into the ground last fall, along with some “keep away!” blood meal to stop the squirrels from carrying them off. It’s been mild here so they’re already up.
Planning to cut back an old, overgrown lilac bush today and hoping I haven’t missed the window for regrowth this year.
My town is 42.9, so slightly south! We’re also probably influenced by a stream of cold water flowing past the island of Hokkaido from the Okhotsk Sea. Snow and rain today; the weather guys were right! I put a scoop of snow on the bulbs to give them some extra water.
Let me know if the blood meal works for keeping squirrels away! And we’ll have to have a flower show on the blog later this spring (-:. Maybe one Monday? Or a month of Mondays? Along with favorite romances that feature flowers as part of the plot? Could be a thing!
The wee sapling tree we planted last summer, which looks like a stick and did absolutely nothing for nine months, making me think it was dead, even though I watered it faithfully three times a week, per instructions, is leafing out! I’m very excited. It’s a Chinese pistache, which is smallish and has bright orange foliage in the fall. But mostly, it’s alive. Alas, also the weeds. But you can’t have everything.
LOL, weeds mean there’s good living down there in that soil! Glad your tree has leafed out. I’ve got a mint that I brought inside, and I’m still hoping it will come back to life. We’ll see. The basil overwintered OK, so it’ll probably flower as soon as it gets some outside time. The turmeric I brought inside is suffering from a bad case of cats, and an even worse case of cat-prevention-devices. I don’t know if I missed the harvest period entirely, and I should just cut it back and let it try again this year . . . .
That mint will never die. Plant it in your yard, and watch it take over no matter what you do.
Happy gardening, Michaeline!
LOL, they say that, but I have a bit of a black thumb for the mint family. Although, the spearmint has managed to establish itself, and it’s a joy to mow the strays over. Such a nice, fresh, minty smell, unlike the harsh peppermint which is struggling in the shade. (It managed to send up 12 small shoots last year. Unless I ran over more . . . .
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