Just a couple of weeks ago, everything was under water. Late winter snowstorms, a lot of rain and still-frozen ground conspired to turn much of the surrounding countryside into one giant puddle. The local river had breached its banks, and most farmers’ fields looked like lakes. After several mild years, this year we actually had winter.
Miraculously, however, spring has come to Boo Manor. Within four days, we have gone from barren trees to budding branches. The floodwaters have receded, and flowers are poking their heads above ground.
I stopped by the house to drop off our refinished china cabinet yesterday, and was completely overwhelmed by how much the garden had changed in just a few short days. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. One of the gardens was a riot of colour, with tulips, early clematis and hyacinth already well advanced in growth.
In all, the garden is starting to look spectacular, reinforcing once again what made us fall in love with this property. The lawn is green, and by the end of the week all of the trees should have healthy leaf growth. Already, there is enough that the rustle of the wind sounds like ocean surf. It will be wonderful to actually move in, and watch the progress on a daily basis.