Photographs from a Bloy in Wisconsin
At last, a concrete sign of spring! Although when I see these tiny, first blossoms of the year, it seems to me that Mother Nature is tentatively testing the change of season. As if she’s saying, “Let’s see how these small flowers do before I commit to anything bigger.”
One of my favorite things to do in the middle of winter, is spend some time in the conservatory at Olbrich Gardens.
Because sometimes a flower needs to make its own brightness.
More vibrant colors from the farmers’ market.
That weed & feed I put on my lawn certainly seems to have done a good job feeding the weeds.
I celebrated Earth Day today by hiking through the Arboretum.
In the horticultural gardens, the blooming crabapple trees seemed to be at their peak.
Someday I’d like know why the blossoms of the bleeding heart evolved to that shape. These are from the perennial beds in front of my house.
