Garden Bloggers' Bloom Day - February 2015

(Note to my regular readers: Poetry Sunday will return next week.)

Trying to find blooms in my February garden was a real scavenger hunt, but I did manage to come up with a few prizes. And some surprises.



If it's February, it's time for the leucojum to send out their dainty little bell-shaped blossoms. No surprise there. 

And in beds all over the garden, the weed oxalis is sending up its shamrock leaves and providing a bit of winter color with its delicate pink blossoms. Even though it's a weed, it disappears when the weather heats up, so for the most part, I tolerate it. 

In a pot near the front door, the more cultivated form of the plant, the purple oxalis, is also beginning to bloom as it nestles in its companion ivy. 

Also near the front door, the pansies still bloom in their pot with the ornamental cabbage.

A few of the cyclamen hang on as well.

This white yarrow just seems confused. It is a bit early for it to be blooming, but I think it has been fooled by the fact that we've hardly had any winter weather - only one night when the temperature actually got below freezing. I know my friends in New England and the Midwest may find that hard to comprehend.

The Turk's Cap 'Big Momma' was bitten back by the night of below freezing temperatures, but the part of the plant closest to the brick wall survived and continues to bloom.

As do a few of the bright orange blossoms of the Cape honeysuckle. It has been in continuous bloom since early fall.

The Carolina Jessamine has a few blooms. In another week, it should be covered in them.

I've added a few primroses in pots around the garden. These brighten the patio table.

Elsewhere on the patio, the violas continue their winter-long bloom. The plant in the center is mullein.

Purple trailing lantana is another of my continuous bloomers. Unless it gets really, really cold, it almost never shuts down, so it's doing quite nicely in this mild winter.

The fringy fuchsia flowers of the loropetalum are in their glory now.

I would be negligent if I didn't also mention my Valentine's Day orchid from my Sweetie. Thank you, Sweetie!
I hope your Valentine's Day was filled with love and that your Bloom Day is filled with blooms. Hold on - spring is coming!

Thanks to Carol of May Dreams Gardens for eight years of Garden Bloggers' Bloom Day. Here's hoping number nine is the bloomingest one yet!

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