I love spring, the season of spring. There is no confusion like autumn or fall, it's simply: Spring. It is a time of newness, of rebirth, of buds and flowers. There are few things that give me as much satisfaction as several flats of something to plant and a place to plant them. And I will find a place, or I usually do. A neighbour's old Japanese maple tree didn't quite make it into my yard but I tried really hard. But that's another story. And as much as I like gardening and flowers, I'm no master gardener. Some things make it and some things don't but I am okay with that.
For some reason I have accumulated several (nine!) orchid plants over the years and to my delight seven of them are blooming at this moment in time. They live in our bathroom window, above the bathtub and I suppose between the diffuse light and the moist air, they are very happy. A little fertilizer is helpful as well I guess. I am not sure how I attained such a bounty of gorgeousness but they are truly lovely and unique in every way. I feel blessed to have a window framed in such beauty to gaze upon each day. And I thank all the nice folks who handed me their orchid plant, maybe not knowing if they would ever see them again....Here they are! Enjoy! I know I do.
