Roses, a daffodil, and the promise of homegrown fruit this season

Here are a few photos to make up for my recent delinquency, which will turn into my future delinquency as well because I leave for California in 8 hours. If my posting can be sporadic even when I’m home, who knows what it’ll be like when I’m away for almost two weeks.

So, in the meantime, here are a couple of roses for you.

And here’s an invader daffodil from my garden out front. It was the first to come up, but it was at a spot where I never planted any daffodils. Plus, it’s a bright yellow, and I only planted white daffodils.

I just love these mysterious plants.

And finally, the pear tree that I just pruned has started growing a whole bunch of leaves everywhere. And yesterday, I saw something that made my heart sing. (And my mouth water.)

Houston, we have flowers. I can’t wait! I may not even let the pears ripen. This season may just be the opportunity to find out if pear chow tastes as good as mango chow.

Okay, I’m off to finish packing. I told my plants and flowers to please slow down on the blooming while I’m away, so I can still photograph them when I get back. I hope they oblige.

But I won’t be surprised if they don’t. They’re little buggers like that.