I love to go out there and see the beauty. It still amazes me that I can get things to grow, and I confess that it has taken years and years of practice. Years of overwatering and underwatering and mostly setting plants in places I wanted them to grow, but they weren't meant to be grown.
I had to show a picture of this witch hazel. This is just a crazy, violent bloom of little tiny magenta flowers. I'm not a big fan of magenta, but when it comes to this plant, it's just a frenetic mass of bright color in an otherwise rather bleak setting. Even if you don't care for magenta, you can't help but smile at this plant's brave blooming.
You've heard of the yellow rose of Texas? Well, this is a yellow rose in Texas. These roses start out gold/yellow and lovely. Then, as they age, they fade to white before the petals fall off.
I almost deleted this pic because you can't see much detail. But, it's because it's so brightly colored. And, it's not pink. This is a red, red rose.
This is one of the many blooms on this red rose bush. Just look at all those vibrant greens in the background. Sunshine, water and manure. That's what makes a rose.
And, even though I've only got about 20 minutes a day to quilt right now, I did manage to knock out 4 more star blocks. (that thread that runs to the left is where I didn't break thread between stars).
Okay, so that's it for me today. Nothing exciting happening. Just gardening and quilting and waiting for the new carpet and wondering if there'll be another freeze this year to kill off the fleas.
Oh, and some crochet that I started last year. I'm working on a doily again. Remember, I'll try anything. And, that includes things nobody does anymore. Not likely something I'll be doing a lot of, but if I didn't try it, I wouldn't know whether I enjoy it. If I rate it among all the other crafts I've tried, I'd put it somewhere around knitting socks for excitement. Lots of stitches on tiny needles that don't go anywhere fast. But, I still knit socks.
Have a great Wednesday. Lane