I did record it for my pleasure, but you will not view the pitiful thing. Soon there will be big sumptious poppy heads vying for attention. California poppies are popping up fast, too.
I could hardly wait for the first orange poppy.
Soon there were more than a dozen, and pinks, and azaleas.
Azaleas are starting to open. I can hardly wait for the various colors as they open.
It is hard to wait for the full glory of colorful shrubs when a little color shows up.
They are not fully open and soon I'll make more pics and wonder why
I didn't wait until they were a solid mass of white.
I made pics of my own wisteria instead. We cleared out all the wisteria/nandina/catbrier/spirea tangle in late winter and left only the wisteria that grows up through a boxwood hedge. I prune it throughout the year to make sure runners do not sneak across the lawn to the fence or house and long vines do not leap upward to climb nearby trees. The fragrance is overpowering and drunken bees swarm it. I saw a dark swallowtail butterfly but he was too shy to be photographed and dashed away when I came close.
I photographed the last of the blooming daffodils and then more bloomed. They looked so much like the previous ones I didn't do it over. Even yesterday, he-who-mows commented on the pretty yellow and white flowers blooming outside. I wanted to rush out and make more daffodil pics.
I did let daffodils sneak into the pics of the wisteria and dogwood, just a bit.
Tom mentioned this morning that crape myrtles were opening in his garden. Hey, so are mine! Only the lavenders. White, pink and watermelon have no leaves yet.