I really hate winter. There is some beauty in a sunny winter day with snow brightening up the landscape, but we don't get that much. We mostly have dark, cloudy, gray, depressing days all winter. I don't do well with cloudy days, I really don't do well with dark mornings, and I really, really hate the cold. So it is with great anticipation that I watch for the signs of spring. I was so happy when they came that I immediately began anticipating the signs of summer. It's almost here. The backyard is green and the grass is soft and cool on the feet. The flowers are blooming and the trees have filled in.
Following are a few of the stars of my backyard right now.

I have always been crazy about foxglove. I have envy issues with the northwest where it grows like weeds in ditches. But if I can accept that it's mainly an annual here, I can be happy. Isn't it lovely?


waiting for the foxglove to quit showing off are some tiger lillies, and further back is Solomon Seal. Understated, but very pretty.

I put two of these dahlias in a big container with a mix of other flowers and foliage. Right now, though, it's the dahlia that is taking the stage.

The unsung heroes of my garden. I tend to think of them as space fillers, but when I get in close I love, love them just for who they are.

I love a bright green tree against a bright blue sky.

peonies are getting ready, it won't be long...

I don't remember what this is! I just planted it a few weeks ago, but mislaid the tag. It loves shade to partial sun, I do remember that.

the wisteria has made it well over the top of the pergola this year. I am hoping to get it trained across to the opposite side by the end of the summer. It should be blooming in a few weeks.

This is the view that greets anyone lucky enough to lounge in our hammock.