Spring Rain

This is spring in Connecticut, lots of rain. Sometimes it seems it will never end.
But I love the rain and I never complain about it.

Because afterwards it looks like this.
And the crabapple in the sideyard looks like this.

This is the achingly beautiful weeping cherry tree in the backyard that only stays in flower for a few days.

And its reflection in the pond.

And the waterfall gurgles merrily away with all the spring rain.

And my Japanese maple, Grandma's Ghost, that I bought off E-bay last year loved all the rain.

Garden Paths

Sometimes project ideas come over me like a tidal wave that can't be stopped. Such as this April when I felt the frantic need to put down hardscape garden paths in my vegetable garden so I wouldn't have to weed anymore and so in the winter it would look nice in a geometrical sort of way.
Originally, I had woodchip mulch on the paths. I shoveled in into the beds and used pavers to edge the beds. I had to shift some of the beds over to get the rows even.The rocks that I had around the beds were all moved to make borders for the long beds I have on the edges.

I had thought about moving this pond because I wanted the space for strawberries, but in the end, I didn't have the heart. Or the energy. So I raised one end a little so the water didn't seep out and I restacked the rocks.

Later in the spring.





Later in the summer.










This is the tulip tree I planted before I went to Kazakhstan to get my kids. It almost died that summer from lack of watering, but it seems to have recovered now.