A final day of weather above sixty degrees came yesterday afternoon, and the low afternoon light amplified the color of the leaves still hanging on the trees around my house. I divided dianthus, moved a rooted cotoneaster, dug up turf and planted daffodils and tulips.
The light is low and short even at the southern window where the pot sits, yet slowly, extremely slowly, a few of the dianthus shoots are growing, giving me hope for more color in the year to come.
It’s so warm, even here in Upstate New York, that my gardening year just keeps on going and going.
The sweet william in this photograph is not likely to expand, or to reseed itself, within the gravel. It is contained as a temporary specimen. It might as well be growing in a petri dish.