Monday, May 1, 2023

May Day!

Mayday! Mayday! Mayday! 

I need some help to deal with this dreary weather ... the promise of spring is so drawn out, and vacillates back and forth so much that I'm beginning to despair of ever seeing the sun for a sustained period ever again. 

Yet ... the beech leaves are still working at emerging from their leaf buds, looking fantastic in their green and gold attire

... the ferns are unfurling from their tight embryonic coils,

and my wild ginger looks deliriously happy, too,

... not to mention my trillium bed - it's bursting with promise!

Okay, okay, so I won't give up hope just yet ... 


Captain BBH said...

Vacillating for sure!

Debbie said...

Indeed! It's hard having a promise rescinded ...