Sunday was the last nice day for the foreseeable future. Right about now the sun disappears behind a blanket of clouds not to be seen until April except for a few quick glimpses. Pat and I were sitting in the front when look what caught my eye. The anemones were blooming again. We tried splitting these guys a couple years ago and the plants have finally recovered, never to be split again.
This has got to be the last myrtle flower, but I think I said the same thing a couple of weeks ago. The myrtle stays green year round. Finding this little wonder is the reason I walk the yard every day. The sage is a very pleasant surprise. We have bundles hanging out to dry in the sun room. We'll give some away to our garden impaired friends. It started out as part of the center pieces at our oldest daughter's wedding, which happened in our back yard. Pat planted the center pieces after the wedding and hoped for the best. I've been pulling mint from our flower beds ever since. The sage and oregano took off like gangbusters.