
We have two kinds of crabapple trees on the property. My favorites are on the far side of the house. They’re the same kind as the crabapple that was cut down a few years ago by an overzealous county employee. I still miss that tree, but I am heartened that I discovered two more like it.
I noticed it was blooming because we decided to mow the main part of the front lawn on Saturday. The grass was quite tall and we knew it was going to rain all day on Sunday.

While we were finishing up on the far side of the house, I saw the pink blooms of the crabapple. There’s a larger tree just beyond it but there were no visible buds yet. I’ll check it out today.
All this green, and after three days of temps in the high 80s, so many perennials have shot out of the ground. And what do we have tonight? A low of 27 degrees and frost. I feel a scream coming on. Since it’s impossible to cover our garden beds, I just have to hope that my well-established perennials can handle it. They are decades old and fairly hardy, so my fingers are crossed.
But it’s worrisome.
I still haven’t raked those beds, so I hope the leaves provide some protection. It went down to about 33 degrees last night. After tonight, we should get back to normal. I plan to buy some more porch plants tomorrow and start potting them.
This spring, just like the winter, has been crazy.
Don has to go to the doctor this morning for a shot in his eye. Thankfully, he only has to do this about every 3 months.
Stay safe.
Happy Monday.





