Finally... a day of no rain and time to spend in the garden.
The first camellia bud opened... and the second... and the third... and the fiftieth. Finally!
The first time the wheelbarrow has been out of the barn this year.
The first perennial bed weeded.
The first buds on the forget-me-nots, which have spread throughout this garden.
The first fruit tree in bloom (with the others right behind).
The first hummingbird.
The first pulled muscle. Oh joy.