Walking Iten's Acres: Late Frosts May 26, 2012

Confessions of a flower addict on the eve of a hard spring frost. What's the old saying? "Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you." I knew that summer-like spring would come back to get us--being the optimist that I am. Ahh well. The pear blossoms are doomed. The old dogwood which is about to burst into bloom will take a hit. I don't know how the snowball bush will respond. This is the first year it's developed buds. The bulbs will be fine. Even if some of the buds get hit, the bulb will be okay. I guess I can try to cover some of the things that are up way too soon, tricked by the warmth: smaller bleeding hearts, astilbe, hosta, trout lily, lungwort (ugly name; lovely little pink blooms in the shade.) Oh well, maybe the cold will take out some of the multitude of ticks. And the iris will still be coming--the queen of flowers.