Happy Fish On A Good Friday

I am now in my spring work load mode and only have Fridays off. Fortunately this past Friday was an absolutely glorious day weather-wise, with temperatures in the 70's, clear blue skies and no wind. I was able to spend nearly the whole day in the garden, mostly working, but also with a lot of time just enjoying the day, listening to the accompanying cacophony of bird song and taking a few photos. My number one goal was to get the fish pond back in working order. I had pulled the pump out to help empty the basement during November's nor'easter, and the pond has sat idle since. I am amazed the fish didn't evolve so they could get up and leave to find a more attentive gardener. After Friday the water is now flowing through the waterfall/filter; all the muck, debris and rotting leaves have been dredged out; and the fish have gotten their spring kosher salt tonic (in honor of Passover). They are now happy fish, and I am a happy gardener.

The most dominant color in my garden right now is yellow. Most of mine comes from the invasive Ranunculus ficaria.

I also grow the more well behaved Rununculus x 'Bazen Hussy' with her near black foliage.

Another source of yellow in my garden is the very self seeding unknown Corydalis (recently renamed Pseudofumaria). My closest guess is that this plant is Corydalis lutea.

Most of my Camellias are past peak, with the exception of Camellia japonica 'Cherries Jubilee', which is my last to bloom.

Poncirus trifoliata (Hardy Orange)

Leucojum

I was worried that the Loropetalums would be damaged by this year's winter, but judging from this one, my fears were unfounded.
Loropetalum chinense var. rubrum 'Zhuzhou Fuchsia'

Euphorbia wulfenii

Scilla siberica (Siberian squill)

Veronica umbrosa 'Georgia Blue'

Finally another near weed, Viola sororia priceana (Confederate violet)

I hope you all can enjoy the renewal that is Easter, Passover and April, and may all your fish be happy.

3 Dogs, 3 Inches

We got over 3" of rain since last night. It was heaviest this morning, and I had to push the dogs out the back door so they could get their business done. If they had their way, Penny and Loretta would have chosen to hold it until later, but poor old Patsy has no such control; it's a race every morning to get her out before an accident happens.