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First Flowers

 I think that there is very little more dead and dreary looking than a Vermont flower garden in the early spring.
 But even at its saddest, the potential of the garden is still there.  We have to try to remember it as it was and can be again.



Even before all the snow has melted the crocus will be in bloom.
The daffodils are sure to follow.


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  1. Resembles a Wisconsin flower garden!! Patience my dear!!!

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  2. I can't wait to see what my garden will bring!

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  3. At least you have anticipation and a good memory. Ya gotta love the promise of those dear crocus.

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  4. It's got to be difficult to leave a flourishing garden in Florida to come back to having to start over again in Vermont. Difficult but worth it!

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  5. Mine looks far worse than that, with the corpses of last year's cosmos trunks that will require a saw to remove. One day soon I will find myself out there, trowel in hand, trying to catch up and get ready. Inspiration comes with the season.

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  6. My garden is also very dry. It will bloom again. You've been in Florida, now you have to face what winter did to your garden while you were enjoying the sun.

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  7. It will come, and when it does it will be glorious.

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  8. My garden is starting to come to life. I cleaned them out and planted some new perenials this weekend. My tulips have budded...it won't be long before I have colorful tulips swaying in the spring breeze. I can't wait!

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  9. I understand Hon! 'Tis the same over here in NYS. But it's warm today and possible T-storms coming. So that has to spell spring. :-)

    Gentle hugs,
    .♥.

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