Spent some time this weekend photographing flowers, mostly my mom's beautiful orange tulips, but also some others. [You'll have to wait for Wordless Wednesday for any more than the above photo--it's just a teaser. Or you can preview them on my Flickr page, if you just can't wait until Wednesday.]
Tonight, however, they're predicting temps below freezing. That fickle Spring weather.
This year I'm determined not to lose my potted flowers. I brought in the geraniums, the dahlia, the pincushion plant, the potted bulbs that are sprouting (tulips?). I covered the hydrangeas, pulled the herbs under the covered porch. I think the garden plants with weather it okay--we've only planted the hardiest plants so far. Except for maybe the peas, we could lose the peas.
I think I'm ready.
Emotionally, I'm a little annoyed. I was enjoying the warmth. I want to be able to leave the heat pump off, to open the windows, to play outside.
But I guess that's the deal with Spring. It's sure to be warm again soon.