Hello. This technologically-challenged woman is going to get started doing what some of her friends have been doing for years. We'll see what develops.

Spring has arrived in Ohio. It's already May 29 and it isn't 80 degrees yet which is fine with me. Personally, I love 60 degree weather. The sky gets that gorgeous azure color often enough. The other day while we were watching the Memorial Day parade in which my grandaughter marches in full Army JROTC uniform, I was grateful for the breeze to balance out the warm sun.

I have loved all the flowers this year. The cooler weather apparently has helped things stay bright longer. First there was scads of daffodils with their bright yellow blossoms kissing the sun. They are hardy flowers, you know. I once saw a lone daffodil in an unlikely pile of dirt from a basement excavation and I decided I would dig it up and put it somewhere more friendly. I dug down three or four feet before I found the bulb and there was this extremely long, yellowgreen stem. I couldn't help but admire the determination of that little bulb to grow and reach the daylight no matter how far it had to travel. And I've seen them blooming through snow. Tough little flowers they are. I love mine; around the pond, along the garage... they tell me spring is springing.

Then the lilacs bloomed. We have several lining the driveway and out back. Every time I went outdoors I could smell their scent and I thought it was heavenly.

My husband's dogwood was gorgeous this year. It was really the first time it had such a showing. Maybe they're hard to get started? Mom had a really tough time getting hers to grow, let alone bloom. It seemed to die off the first couple of years before it got a grasp of living and blooming. This one looked radiant.

The spirea got a pruning before it started to send out its new growth. It was covered with white blossoms and almost looked like it was covered with snow, but even it was so much prettier this year.

The azalea turned bright pink just last week and already is dropping petals. It was one of the surprises the first spring we lived here. In September when we moved in, we didn't know that particular bush would be so dripping in color come spring.

I have more to look forward to; tiger lilies, amaryllis, peonies. They've all been transplanted. I didn't like the peonies lost behind the garage when we moved in, so I dug them up and put them beside the garage. I thought they were all pink, but there's a red one down on the end. My son gave me the tiger lilies. I had them beside the pond for a summer or two. They needed moving and they were sure a hard job to get them out of the ground. The bulbs were a solid mass about as big as two footballs and I had to cut it up with a shovel. It didn't seem to hurt them any and they provide bright orange in several parts of the yard.

I had the same struggle with the amaryllis. They were the stangest plants when we moved here. All green leaves and one or two tall pink flowers. Those bulbs were discovered in an equally large mass and the next time they bloomed you could tell they enjoyed being able to breathe for a change.

Come back later, I'll find some photos so you can see why I like my flowers so much. Thanks for dropping by, but I really must get some sleep.