So far, it’s staying cool enough for my daffodils and narcissus to be happy. (Think the temp of a florist’s refrigerator.)
We can see the tops of peonies and our purple columbines—which spread and spread and spread—are uncurling from the ground.
This year, I plan to take some of those seeds and start scattering them down on the land that got so torn up by the hurricane and then the building of our retaining wall.
I also have a clot of day lilies to take down there as well. Those orange babies will go toe-to-toe with the Japanese knotweed.