Ahhhhh, Spring

...and the smell of biosolids is in the air.

With an artful combination of gin/tonic and old outhouse smells emanating from the field application across the street, golfers are welcomed to Highlands Golf .  "It's downright awful," said a lady yesterday.

Whew!...wonder if the operator is wearing a respirator *gasp*

Maybe they'll be done soon.
Hope it doesn't rain on that slurry...

It's spring.

Time to open up the palms...yup, palm trees, here.

Carpenter Hughie removes the heated palm hut from the Trachycarpus fortunei...on St. Patrick's Day.

The Trachy came through winter unscathed...and why not:  it had electric heat!

Then the planting of the Canary Island Date Palm at the clubhouse patio:



A couple of little palms were planted.  At left is a Sabal; to the right of the mattock tool is a Chamaerops humilis.

...and Hughie admiring the flowering Jade Tree (almost 40 years old...the tree, not Hughie!)

 

The Yucca rostrata "Sappire Skies" came through winter, unheated, but with a plastic cover to keep them dry, and are already growing.



Two Washingtonia filifera palms (just being unwrapped).  They did fine, albeit with a bit of fungus damage, which will be pruned off.



The little Brahea armata did well over winter, with only a plastic (vapour barrier) cover and C-9 Christmas lights for heat, on a T-3 thermocube.  The Brahea has grown a couple of inches since the photo was taken.



Inside the house this winter, the Bird of Paradise shot up a lovely flower:



And the Cymbidium orchid was lovely.



Both of the above are now enjoying the outdoors at the clubhouse patio.

And here's Kia, waking up from those long winter naps...ready to greet golfers:



"Yawn, OK let's get going," says Kia, refreshed.

Yippeeeee, spring.