At the Columbian, we have a guy that has been writing a weather column for years. He is all kinds of folksy and readers love him. But after 10 years of editing his stuff, we know, A.) he is a pretty awful writer, and B.) he has his favorite whimsical topics for each time of the year — Frog-stranglers, wholly-footed caterpillars, etc. And he knows that spring is finally here when his magical nasturtiums make an appearance.  Basically he inspires lots of groans and inside jokes, but this year I kind of felt like he had a point.

I am so pleased at how great the front yard was looking, especially considering it was only a few weeks old! And I am happy to report I had a just a handful of causalities among my transplants — The only notable one being the little tree I got from the Columbian’s landscaping that I snapped the tap-root on but was hoping would pull through anyway.

Magical nasturtiums by the front porch with ajuga and english daisies.

The little guy is down by the plum tree, joining the yarrow and alyssum that I planted from seed. So cute

Siberian iris from Mom, dianthus and some other treasures, including the periwinkle I got from friend Dave Kern.

The north corner of the porch is framed by siberian iris and wintered over snap dragons. I love the purple and yellow.