One (and there are few) of the positive things about Jimmy's being so puny this spring is that because we've been at home, we've enjoyed our yard and the flowers more than usual. I'd planted some things in 2006 and this is the first time we've seen them bloom - or if they did, we weren't paying attention.
There's a hydrangea that was scrawny and peaked-looking from drought, and was fighting for survival, much less trying to bloom, and it blossomed for the first time this week. I was expecting blue, maybe pink, but it's a big snowy white puff.
Even the daylilies that I've always taken for granted make me happy this year.
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