Back home from the city to the farm. I awoke to a cold, windy morning so I won't be doing much outside (there is really so much to do I don't know where to start). I took one look at the fish pond, but I won't be climbing in it today. I did finish the turkey and her poults topiary boxwoods. But, while gawking, I saw that my old weeping Japanese maple in the foreground has, I think, died. It had some new leaves come out on it this spring, but they have died. I thought maybe a frost had gotten them, but nothing is returning. It just up and died. I can't believe it.
Noticed my clematis is starting to bloom on the patio garden fence. Spring is moving right along without me. I've tried to teach my husband that gardening doesn't wait for anyone, and now, I am going to have to remind myself of that. But, it's going to have to wait till tomorrow.