The memory garden is filling in quickly. The growth is miraculous, really. Where does it all come from? The photo on the left was from 2/26, and the one on the right is from today.

One of my favorite bulbs has reappeared for about the twelfth year in a row–my Fritillaria imperialis. The form is so interesting and the color is a bright spot in a shady spot under the Douglas fir.

I have a love/hate relationship with the Camellia in our garden. It has gotten completely out of hand in size and has adopted a poor shape. The flowers don’t make a nice show, typically, because I’ve neglected the shrub as a whole. But taken individually, I can find beauty in the flowers. It has two kinds–smaller ones that are less than double, and huge blooms that are very double. This year it must be stressed because most of the flowers are the smaller type.

Below are some Pleine flower pictures from the greenhouse this week–so fantastic and showy, somewhere between starlets and harlots.