I’m off to Austin for a weekend with garden bloggers. I am excited about meeting some fellow bloggers who have been friends since I started my journal, as well as many new ones.

As I leave here the hillside below the house is blooming with rusty blackhaw viburnum. It’s a small understory tree with produces small dark fruits. It’s called “rusty” because of the dark red fuzzy color of the leaf stems and buds.

I never can get over how quickly the  changes come in the spring.   One  day the  trees are mostly bare, and  the next weekend they have bright new green clothes.   We’ve been teased by predictions of rain all week,  but nothing has been delivered.