Good evening my lovelies. The weekend has come to an end here, which means that my Spring break is over too . Tomorrow is just another Monday and back to the office. Of course I didn’t finish even half of my list but that is more than ok. I know when I makes lists like that they are kind off ridiculous but they do help me to focus, set some priorities and make sure that I don’t dwindle my time away.
And of course there are always things that pop up that weren’t even on my list. Like doing taxes! Oj, for the first time in a looooong time I have done my own taxes, business and all, and I am mighty proud. Took me all in all a day or so to figure it all out and then do My Love’s taxes too, but it also feels good that I have managed to teach myself yet another thing to do myself.
And this weekend I had some plans to get started on a few more bedroom projects. But Mr. Songbird had other plans. Ever since we did the major overhaul of our garden terrace, we have been meaning to plant some fruit trees in a now vacant spot. And it must have been the lovely sunshine, but My Love couldn’t rest until we had bought us those fruit trees.
So off we went out buying trees. As per our usual fashion we made a day out of it. Having lunch here, admiring some lovely landscape there, doing a little errand on the way, until late in the afternoon we finally arrived at the garden nursery.
And they will live on this wall. I will grow them in an espalier form. So hopefully in a couple of years it will look like this:
We selected some yummy apples, which according to the description are sweet and juicy with a nice ‘perfume’. And the pears are supposed to bear lots of fruit too.
Once we’ll have the wire up to attach them too, I will have to cut them into shape. That is gonna hurt.
Hurt me, I mean, the grower assured me both my apple and my pear love to be cut, it makes them grow and carry fruit all the more vigorously. But look at these lovely buts, I am going to have such a hard time, being ruthless. But I know I’ll have to toughen up, gardening is not for sissies.
While My Love was busy trying to get some poles up to guide the trees, I pottered around in the garden. Sometimes with my gloves on, but mostly with my camera. There is still a lot of dead, brown leaves everywhere, but there is also so much hope-of-good-things-to-come too.
Can you guess what this is?
Yep Rhubarb. I was planning on cutting this on in half because it is mighty big when fully grown, and I want it in an other place, but I might be too late to replant it. Must find out soon!!!!
And look at this one:
I am certain I didn’t plant any narcissus bulbs here, but this little tête-à-tête narcissus is here nevertheless (and yes I totally had to practically lie down to get this shot, but it was worth it). I keep the colors in my back garden mostly in the pink-purple range, so these yellow narcissus clash like hell. But since not much else is blooming anyway and because I love these little heralds of early Spring they may stay.
I guess it is more than fitting that I spent most of my last weekend of Spring break in my garden. It felt so good to be outside, and my head is filling up with plans for my outdoor space. There is a lot of work there still waiting for us and I can’t wait to dig in. Daylights savings starts next weekend and then I will be able to do some outside work after office hours too.
Speaking of loving flowers, these soft floppy petals from this violets are high on my favorite list too! They don’t need more than an old fruit crate to fit right in.
Have a wonderful week my friends!