yesterday with our storms and torrential downpours
we were flooded here at dash home farm.
those are newly planted flowers on the chair. i found them laying around the yard.
weather is always a consideration on when to plant what and what to plant when.
the ranunculus got a bit beaten down...
...but not destroyed.

i am just learning the weather cycles of our beloved tennessee
but i still have a lot of understanding to come by.
sometimes it feels very pioneering to be starting all this new stuff.
expanding the berry bramble. those are the raspberry bushes from
last year with 16 new little plants all around it.
we will be adding blueberry bushes as well as some companion flowers.

i only wish i could read faster and my understanding would come more readily.
this is the outside of the wildflower garden with newly planted
vinca, pansy, hartswood ruby. the little fencing is temporarily in place
to keep the dogs off until the baby plants get their start.

wind blown pansies are hanging in there.

new shoots arrive daily on the oak leaf hydrangeas.

red clementine columbine made it.


alyssum fared well in some places...some got uprooted and floated away.
variegated ivy has lots of new bright green shoots on it.
dogwoods are holding tightly onto their
buds...it's alright you can let go now.
hostas are slowly unfurling their colourful leaves.
we have no takers yet on the martin housing. we have seen
the scouts they have been sending. there is all kinds of
pairing up going on around the farm.
introducing for the first time, mr. and mrs. purple finch.
there are always more females than males, at least so it seems.

but the males around here don't seem to mind it. they just pouf out
their chest, let out a belt and try to attract all the attention they can muster.
like mr. gold finch who shows off his brightest colours of the season.

then there is mr. red winged blackbird demurely showing his colours.
we have a new little visitor...a chipping sparrow... welcome little guy.

mr. tufted titmouse is more interested in keeping his belly full.
then there is mr. bluebird, already espoused, checking out the
newly placed feeder. he is just not quite sure ...
what to make of that shiny copper...come on over it's safe.

and so life at the farm goes on...april showers bring may flowers.
i wonder if floods bring them in masses?