Spring forward

It's always exciting to come back to the garden after a vacation. What happened? Well, not much besides a shitload of rain. The wisteria exploded as predicted, but it's getting hammered pretty hard, like everything else. The consolation is imagining glorious root systems unfurling everywhere underground. Unless it's too soggy...

No signs of life on either of the bareroot tress, which are threatening to replace the seedlings as a source of anxiety. All of the lilies have finally appeared -- even the one I thought the raccoon ate, which caused me to plant two more, which are now superfluous.

If it ever stops raining, daylight savings will allow me to enjoy it all after work. Until then, we wait.