Go ahead. Tell me all about your stupid blossoming trees . . .
I've got this beauty to look at.
You can rhapsodize all you want about your lush lawn . . .
. . . I've got moss. That's right.
And don't forget the lichen. I'll bet MY lichen is browner than YOUR lichen. Or maybe it's yellower? Oh, who cares, it's lichen, baby!
I've got a garden, too, you know. And it's full of . . .
. . . rhubarb?
Yeah, yeah. You've got your tulips and lilies and daffodils. So what?
I've got flowers, too.
On a serious note, though, I am wondering about my tulip situation. Today's May 1, and the snow is off the ground with temperatures reaching into the low 60s (a good sign for Alaskan gardeners). With an awesome spring like this, I should have tulips growing thick in front of all my windows, but for some reason none of them have shown up this year.
They probably died because of the unusually cold winter. Maybe they got confused from the crazier-than-normal freeze/thaw cycle we experienced, started to sprout, and then froze. Although, now that I think of it, the lack of tulips might be due to my never having planted the bulbs I bought last fall.
They're still sitting in a mesh bag on a shelf in the garage.
Dinner last night: pizza