A Sunday of Blooms

We took a look around a local hardware store to find they had a new shipment of flowers, plants and trees. I really like this crooked mulberry tree. At least I believe that is what it is, a Chinese or Japanese Mulberry?
I absolutely LOVE these beauties. They are Martha Washington Geraniums. She would be so proud. I want them, but they need a little shade. So I will admire them from afar.

These are an all time favorite. I threaten every year to buy a couple to plant at the back of my house. I really may just do that this year. Only I think I want the red ones.

I found this one rather interesting. I wish I would have looked at it's name. It reminds me of one of those kaleidoscope type images. Wouldn't this be pretty in yellow? Then it would remind me of the sun. Would you look at this guy. I told him he needed to keep his eye on the road. He might get a ticket, he's not wearing his seatbelt! Apparently his mom was shopping for flowers, so maybe he took it off when he turned off the engine?

My daffodils finally bloomed on Friday. I snapped this after we returned home this afternoon, not thinking the picture would look like this. I love it.

FINALLY

Finally, it must be spring. Here are some pictures I took at mom's this morning. The crocus' and daffodil's are just now blooming here. I thought the bright purple flowers looked quite refreshing don't you agree?

This little guy seems to be enjoying them too. My dad loved gnomes. Mom and I try to find cute ones just as reminders that "dad would've liked this".

Notice all the acorns scattered. Mom has 2 big oak trees in her backyard. Squirrels are in paradise here.

Here's one little bright yellow. The other one looks like she just pooped out. The yellow and the purple are very pretty together.

This little lady is in charge of keeping the summer flowers around the birdbath. I love her. Mom was lucky she saw her first!! Mom worked very hard last summer planting various goodies around her birdbath. So this year it's exciting to see how it all turns out. The little garden keeper is sure to stay busy for the next few months.

This is Lacey, Lacey Littlefeet to be exact. She's about 12 years old and great company for my mom. She's a mixed breed. Dad named her Lacey because of her markings. I added Littlefeet because she had little feet compared to my old Boxer's big feet. She's getting old but still has a little spunk left in her. She just can't go for those long beloved walks anymore. And we have to sneak out of the house to go on one or else she barks the whole time we are gone. We tried that last summer. The poor neighbors.