Well, the April showers have slipped into May. I did at least get half of The Acres mowed last week. I did the back half--Wild Area and paths first, of course. Love those walks through the meadow and wild area. My neighbor probably wishes I had done the front where everybody driving by can see. Ah well. The iris have not yet begun to bloom. I did at least see a couple buds on the dwarf iris. They will bloom first, and then away we will go--hopefully--with a barrage of iris blooms. My favorite time of the year.
Right now, some daffodils are hanging around--a few are just starting to bloom. The tulips are blooming. The bleeding hearts should be right behind. And though the red buds and dogwoods in town that I drive by are all arrayed in purple and white, mine are just starting to think about dressing up. I even have a few crab apples--red ones and white ones biding their time though several have bloomed already.
Tomorrow morning it's off to Baker's Acres to buy the annuals for this year though I'll have to wait until the 15th to plant most of them--that's the cutoff day for frost in Ohio. Only once in my years in Morrow County have we had a bad frost after that date. The annuals, of course, are a necessary part of the beautifying of The Acres--they reach their fullest beauty as the perennials start to wind down later in the year--well, except for the phlox.
Whenever the Lord decides to take me home, I always pray He'll wait until June when the iris have finished their show, and the annuals have been planted. It's a good time of year at The Acres. Need to get the throne out at the top of the hill, books ready. I'm prejudiced, naturally, but it may be one of the most peaceful places on earth--at least, for this old man.
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