Perennials I Look Forward To

                         This hydrangea was a cutting I got from my sister's garden... look at it now!

                                              My little squirt loves to play with water

                                                            hibiscus fire in my garden

more pics to come

My PostageStamp-sized Garden

My Tatay (Dad) made sure to plant fruit trees around our house---my childhood home. I still vividly remember how each fruit tree looked and where they were situated. I loved most of all the  java  guava trees that yielded humongous guavas and so many of them that we had an everlasting supply of guava jelly (the rest of the fruits were thrown in the pigsty  for them porcines to feast on).  Those guava trees had such  thick trunks spread out so that  I was able to play tag up in the trees with my friends. That was fun!!! The downside to the abundance of  guavas was that it gave me  many days of  constipation. Nevertheless, I  loved those trees. When my Tatay passed away in 1980---those three giant guava trees  died shortly after.

Now I realize why I get so excited at the sight of any fruiting tree and why I looong so much to have my own in my home. Alas! We have nil space to plant fruit trees. Thank God for  horticulturists who  breed dwarf  trees. Somehow, I get to plant what I can  in the  little  space that we have.

                                                               My dwarf apple tree

                                                                  My dwarf pear tree

My blueberry bush

PostageStamp-sized Garden

My dream is to have a flower and vegetable garden adjacent to an orchard of fuyus, pomegranate, lemons and blueberries. Alas!  I only have a postagestamp-sized garden that will carry a few plants and some pots. I am still thankful for it as it is better than just having a windowsill for plants as when one is living in an apartment building. I make the most of what I have and celebrate life as much as I can. It's called counting blessings...
When one loves to garden and not have much space to plant in one resorts to pots ---

                                                            My habanero pot-Farm

OR I just allow myself one specie of plant at a time like this LONE sunflower

We make sure to enjoy it's beauty inside our home

                                                           It graces our little dining table

Humongous...a beauty front and back!

Tulipomania

Moving to our first (doll) house about a decade ago was fun and exciting. As soon as the first cold week crept in I immediately planted tulip bulbs with the help of my sister Jenny who insisted that we plant in clumps of (odd number) 7 bulbs each in order to according to her maintain a balance in the arrangements. Had I been alone, I would have planted the bulbs in a row. Come springtime, one day, after the bulbs have sprouted and grown to about 3 inches, it snowed like  crazy while I was at work, I could not wait to get home to rescue my tulip plants. When I got home, they were buried in snow 13 inches deep, I heroically cleared the white stuff around the tulips. When I finally got inside the house I was cold and shivering, my hands were stiff and toes, feeling like they were ready to fall off.  Later that spring, I was happily rewarded with these:

(pix of tulips here)