In between rain storms the other day, the sky cleared, the temperature warmed and the humidity shot upward. I went for a walk.
We moved to Coastal Virginia last June. We have never experienced a May in Virginia. Having lived in the Chicagoland area for the past 35 years, our May experiences were drastically different. We were schooled never to put bedding plants into the ground until after Mother’s Day for a fear of frost. By now we would have simply enjoyed the early spring blooms of crocus, hyacinths, tulips and a few flowering trees, all the while patiently waiting for the full spring splendor.
I thought about that as I walked the streets of my new location, comparing what I observed. Even though we have been experiencing a great deal of rain, most homes were already decked in bloom, whether provided by perennial plantings or newly potted containers. The beds were overflowing with color.
Many of the azaleas were spent after a glorious display in April, while those azaleas continuing to bloom were smaller, newer plantings.
The containers gracing porches and entries, empty all winter, were now newly bedecked with fresh color chosen for the season.
I realized as I walked, how little time I have taken over the past years to enjoy my surroundings. Leaving for work early in the morning and arriving home after dark, left little time for walks and surveying my neighborhood’s color.
Maybe that is why I enjoyed this particular walk so much.
It was hard to believe that the roses were in full bloom.
And the peonies which were simply buds a day or two ago in the beginning stages of their spectacular show…
Were now heralding perfect blooms.
Peonies have a very special place in my heart.
The Bearded Iris
The beautifully landscaped alley ways.
Succulent plantings cleverly displayed.
Magnolias in full bud.
Just across the street from our home is a lovely coastal garden with oyster shell walkways, planted with native plants and interspersed with ever changing color. The plantings are cleverly marked. This space was originally a “rose garden”, but was updated and restored to a more natural space. It is a work in progress, and quite lovely. It is espceially nice because it is within site of our front windows.
You would think that being newly retired would have provided the time to have my plantings in the ground and containers filled. The truth is, I was waiting until after Mother’s Day, out of habit I guess. In addition, I have been unable to decide upon the best containers for the front entry and the courtyard. I have scoured the internet, and things are either too expensive, or just not perfect. Thus, my outdoor space appears rather drab compared to most.
To often I overthink things, but I want my purchases to count, my plant choices to thrive, and my colors to enhance my spaces. In addition…this consistent rain has definitely not helped the process.
Meanwhile, as I continue to plan my own spaces, I will enjoy the East Beach, Virginia, flora and fauna!