Sunny and warm this afternoon, a fine day. I tugged at errant Centipede grass in the beds and raked back mulch that covered emerging bulbs too well. On the sunny side of a boulder a daffodil that just can't wait has a fat bud surrounded by spiky leaves.
I remembered to look up. Sure enough Taiwan cherry buds are ready to pop in the next two weeks or so. Fuzzy buds of deciduous magnolia look like pussy willow catkins. Little Dogwood trees not yet five years old and grown from seeds have tightly folded buds awaiting the right time to bloom.
Dreadful cold the past few weeks have kept camellias from yet blooming. Tight buds wait for warmer days. The old camellias seem to have fewer buds this year than last. One seedling camellia has many buds, this being the fourth year that it will have bloomed.
Easily distracted, I didn't do much work. I strolled the Azalea Walk and the Upper Garden, remembering what Tara Dillardwrote today about planting more shrubs, fewer perennials. If you garden in the south and don't know Tara, you might want to follow her blog. I do.
I tugged at some layered limbs that have self-rooted and decided we needed more long azalea beds starting where the bench is in this pic; maybe more hydrangeas, too. Oakleaf hydrangea suckers are plentiful. I am going to limb up the biggest, oldest oakleaf to make room for a white camellia it is crowding. I got that idea from Tara's blog.