I'm thinking poetry - in my garden

Sore eyes sting with tears.
Hyacinths and daffodils,
flood air with pollen.

Haiku for March

Light pierces curtain
Sun rises red, burning gloom
Birds nesting wake me.

Buds and Blooms

'Sunshine'

Shrubs and trees are waking. Their stems pop buds as the winter sun reminds them it is warming up... hopefully anyhow.

I have taken a few photos on the odd occasion I've managed to get in the garden.

This was the first snowdrop. It really gave me hope.

The rose at the front seems to like the extra compost of my fresh coffee grounds (decaf I hasten to add)!  Not sure whether this works but tried tea bags once and no - that just lands up as dried paper bags. I've never seen this look good once cut back and so hoping for more flowers.

This camellia didn't flower last year. I added lots of extra compost in November and now look... Loads of buds - can't wait to see this in full flower, as only one flower has appeared before on its first year. It's a gorgeous pink if it does come out.

I bought a bunch of flowers for myself a few weeks ago now. These tulips are so unusual. They look a bit like a lion's mane to me. Really pretty variations in colour. They came in a little bunch with some purple tulips and pink roses. Nice and bright.