Light Bulbs

Our crocuses are finally blooming and they're providing a much needed bright spot in a pretty grey landscape. Spring is coming, but it's coming in fits and starts, and the flowers seem to know it as well as we do. The snow is finally gone, though, and the daylillies are really starting to jump up. I've noticed buds on the lilac bushes and the tulips are inching their way up. I can't wait to really get out into the yard ... and spend an afternoon or two raking, digging, weeding, planting. Bring it, spring.

Brrrrr-ing on Spring

This pretty much sums things up.

It was a cold winter and now we're having a cold spring. This week we were duped by a day of 80 degree warmth followed by a snowstorm and cold snap. The bulbs are following the light and springing up anyway and I sometimes feel like holding my hands over them for warmth like they're some small, green fire.

Wordless Wednesday: Frozen

Spring, Wherefore Art Thou?

The robins have returned, but are resorting to berries for food as we've still got feet of snow blanketing the ground. We're five days into calendar spring and the temperatures remain well below normal and the snow cover well above. Even my normally determinedly positive outlook has taken a beating and I shake my mental fist at the sky every single day.

The sugar makers have started late, and the temperatures aren't letting the sap run. We're forecast for a big blizzard this week. And meteorologists predict big spring melts as heavy rain will eventually melt off this mass of snow in an eye-blink.

I'm just doing my best to get through the days. Like these poor robins.