Since the damage from our freak October snowstorm is still evident, you can understand my reluctance to embrace the ridiculously eager profusion of crocuses, daffodils, tulips and hellebores blooming far earlier than I ever remember. I do remember an equally freak late snowstorm in 1980 or so that socked in the entire East Coast around April 2nd, so it is possible that Mother Nature has one more nasty trick in store for us.
But the earth was a couple of degrees colder back than, so these can't possibly all be mistaken...?
Clump of Crocuses... Crocci? |
Tree Peony blossoms clasped as hands in silent prayer to the Spring Sun |
Chinodoxa peeking through last year's mulch |
Hellebores nodding in approval to 65 degree days |
There are also some other unmistakable -- and undeniable -- signs of spring. For one, Mr. Mulch is already back! You may remember last year's post on the significance of that event. Well, here's the first truckload of Sweet Peet, ready for spreading -- in fact, that's this afternoon's family project.
The first Sweet Peet of Spring! |
Peas tucked into their furrows |
Scallions and their bffs, garlic |
Shad Roe and Soft Shelled Crabs getting acquainted |
Shad and Roe getting meuniered |
Roe, Asparagus, Potatoes... doesn't get any better than this! |
So on balance, I'm going to adopt an optimistic point of view. Spring is here early. Mulch is here early. I wonder if the nursery has any really cool plants... early?! Hmmm... I think I'll head over there and check it out!
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