With spring in the air it's hard not to clean up the garden. Each day's walk about shows signs of new life. Planting seeds and tending to last fall's cuttings now lovely plants incubating inside helps some. But I'm eager. It's just a bit too early for SW Wisconsin. And I do miss easy access to my favorite garden centers. Each spring I would buy enormous pansies for my porch planters. And I miss the lovely pussy willow I raised and had to leave in my city garden. Pansy and pussy willow are such good companions. Don't you agree?
There is hope on the pussy willow front...
after trying several times to raise plants from cuttings
last year's tenderly tended cuttings look as if they've survived their winter in a south window of the potting shed being given a handful of snow from time to time for hydration. I've brought them out to the south facing porch for stronger light and an easier time of keeping them watered. And for their cheerful company.
We'll find the perfect permanent spot for them in the ground this spring, and if the deer leave them alone and the moles don't uproot them with their horrid tunneling I may yet have enough to gather
and to fashion one or two of these. An easy and most satisfying activity.
(Did you notice that sweet galvanized pail in the photo with the potted cuttings? Found it among the antiques in a local quilt shop.)
I do love pansies. They are also one of Jerome's favorite flowers. In honor of the equinox and spring and all things green and growing, I finished this pillow this week. It combines two of my favorite textile arts, cross stitch and quilting. I used a couple of my Bernina's decorative stitches to quilt the back but didn't want to distract from the front so used a thread that appears to disappear. I have to say my camera skills are a bit lacking. The colors aren't exactly true in these photos.
I'm happy with the outcome and as it sits on my reading chair it does a lovely job of standing in for "real" pansies for now.
Today is also a certain saint's day. I've never felt compelled to wear green or pretend to have a drop or two of leprechaun's blood. But I think it's quite an amusing coincidence that the first egg of the day today was a green one. And speaking of green eggs, we had a bit of a surprise on Tuesday just before dinner.
This has got to be the largest egg we've ever collected. Can't wait to see what surprise is waiting within.
Happy equinox. Happy spring.