One gardener's observations, discoveries and random thoughts whilst simultaneously worshipping and dallying in a Cape Cod garden. "A garden," said Ralph Waldo Emerson, "is like those pernicious machineries which catch a man's coatskirt or his hand, and draw in his arm, his leg and his whole body to irresistable destruction."

Sunny Morning


For a little while this morning, there was this bright gold orb hanging in the sky, and after the last few cloudy, rainy days, the golden glow was delightful.

Before heading towards a full day in the office, I found a few minutes to have a quick wander around to see all that’s going on in the gardens.

The rhododendrons are the show-stoppers this week, as you can see. This red one is fantastic, but I noted today that it probably needs a bit of a pruning when blooms fade this year. I will have to do a little research on the most beneficial (for the plant) way to approach that task.

The thick pink rhododendrons at the front of the house are sporting their great pink balls of color, too. There are two bushes here, side-by-side. The further one in this photo is housing the catbird nest. Interestingly, the closer one in blooming more.


In the front garden beds, the blue/purple (depending on the context of its neighbors, it seems) spiderwort is weaving in between the pink flowers and lacy foliage of the cranesbill.

Meanwhile, in the back garden, the sun was almost too bright, but it revealed the first stalks of foxglove blossoms, here shown alongside some over-exposed heliotrope blossoms.

Everything was a bit wet out there this morning, after a night of rain, so I didn’t take the time to lean in for a whiff of that heavenly scent.

Have no worries that I won’t find the time tomorrow.

Another Atlantic poppy blossom split out of its furry pod this morning, seen here with some sporty marigolds at its feet.

Just around the corner from the poppy, I found a freaky twist on the foxglove in this plant. Usually, the pendant flowers bloom from the bottom of the stalk up, with the last, smaller flowers sometimes blooming after the rest of the blossoms below have faded.

But on this pale yellow foxglove, all the top buds seem to have fused together, into this odd, cloud-shaped blossom. Tales of the Wierd, huh?

At the feet of the great yucca plants in the central bed, I’ve nestled a pair of old birdhouses.

They aren’t really secure enough to serve as houses, but still intact enough to look attractive in the garden, so I’ve tucked them down below for a little visual interest, and because–while the birds may no longer have much use for them–they might provide shelter for some other creature who belongs in the garden, like a snake or something. I believe that some spiders have taken a shine to the location, though. They’ve even added a canopy off the front porch.

The moss here was already growing in this section of the garden, tho I did replant a few clumps which had been disturbed in lining the bed. It’s all grown in nicely, though there are always a few strands of grass to be plucked out.

All around the house (and at work, and in many other yards in the area), we’re seeing more of these pale yellow “lemon lilies”, the first daylily to join the fray each spring. Lovely, ain’t they?

Our tree foliage has grown in nicely with all the rain. This is all that remains of the view of the pond from our road.

We did have another shower this morning, once I’d arrived at work, but it seemed to be passing to the east of Orleans, with some thunder that never got too close. But it passed quickly…not that we saw too much more of the sun after that.

It did, however, shine long enough to call my attention to this white clematis which rambles and climbs over the restaurant signpost out front.

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