It was the second day of spring but it felt like winter.  I checked the car thermometer and it registered 27 degrees.  Brr!  Nevertheless the daffodils are still coming up as well as other flowers like the lilies and tulips.  Maybe in two weeks it will act as spring.  I checked the ten day forecast and the temperatures each day were still low.

It was still white the view outside our kitchen window.  I discovered yesterday that it did not snow in the adjoining county–just here.  Our woods were still covered with snow although not all the land belonged to us.  I do like looking at the white colored trees and ground.  In three days spring will be here.  It certainly does not feel that way.  The forecast for tomorrow is snow and ice–the high for the day will be thirty two degrees.  It is actually forecast to be warmer the next night than during the day–by two degrees.  Meanwhile the daffodils continue to get taller awaiting the warmer weather as well as other plants like the tulips and lilies.

Everything outside was white–the tree branches blanketed by snow.  This will probably be the last time this year I will see this.  This snow isn’t supposed to amount to anything.  I checked the long range forecast–the next ten days.  Thirties and forties will be the highs.  It will get warmer after that.  Next week is spring but we will not get spring-like weather for almost another two weeks.  It will start to hit the fifties and later on the sixties.  Spring will take its time getting here.  Meanwhile the daffodils will continue to grow and then bloom despite the cold.

The purple crocuses were blooming a week before spring.  It was only a week ago I checked the plant and there were no buds.  Today I spotted purple crocuses.  The daffodils were still a week or two from blooming.  It had turned cold again.  It will warm up, again, in two days.  A friend last year gave us some plants.  This is the first time they bloomed in our garden.

It was six-twenty PM and still light.  This Sunday is daylight saving time and the clock gets moved forward an hour so it will be lighter longer.  There is no more the gloom of winter time when it got dark much earlier.  We are even having days in the fifties.  Everything will start to turn green.  Soon the daffodils will bloom as well as the tulips and crocuses.  Again for the second straight year the winter did not kill the primrose.  We had no extended freezes.  Now spring officially is less than two weeks away.

Spring Was On its Way

Author: siggy

Spring was on its way.  I checked the bed of daffodils that come up every year and there were nubs coming up.  I never checked them so early during winter.  It was the last day of January.  Last time I looked the primrose were still blooming.  They like the cold.  We have had temperatures as low as 3 degrees in the morning so maybe the primrose finally died.  I am going to look.  Nevertheless, spring was still a bit off.  We have had snow but only minor storms.  It is still a bit to go.  The worst is not over.  Groundhog day is coming, though.

The tulips in the garden were still closed. I noted the time: it was 10:30AM. I guess when the day progresses the tulips will open and at the end of the day close, again. That is a big mystery why they do that but they do.

Our garden has never had so many flowers in it. Pansies are all over. The daffodils are still blooming and there are different varieties which make it fun to look at. These get less sun so they took longer to bloom. Others had finished their bloom weeks ago.

The row of tulips planted last year all came up. There are at least three different varieties among them: pink, yellow and pink ones with yellow on them.

My wife has planted some seeds and we are still waiting for them to come up. It is a mystery to me what causes seeds to germinate. I help her a little more now for she has a bad back. The five different colored primrose are still abloom. It is still cool. Every morning I walk around the garden to see what is coming up next. There are always surprises.

Flowers are here today and gone tomorrow.  I was watching the tulips come up for a few weeks.  The row of tulips were planted last year.  Yesterday some of them opened and one was already past the peak.  Maybe, that is why we love flowers so much.  Their beauty only lasts a short time.  Other daffodils are opening now.  They did not get as much sun as the others.  I want to go out and examine and view them more carefully.  They are all different.  Isn’t that something?  God made each plant like a snowflake–no two exactly alike.  And if I pass too quickly I miss their uniqueness.  I have to slow down.  Maybe, that is what natures forces us to do–slow down and notice what is before us for it will disappear in a blink of an eye.

The red tulips have finally opened–several in fact.  And in another spot I was not paying much attention to a few more opened also red.  And another yellow daffodil with a specially frilled center was almost open.  Every day there are different surprises.  I noticed green berries on one holly tree.  The other tree is the one that gets the red berries.  It was spring time and everything was awakening.  And it was fun walking around the garden to see the next discovery you can make.

Spring Is A Day Away

Author: siggy

Spring is a day away although it feels like it had arrived early.  By now the daffodils are blooming everywhere.  The crocus are done.  Forsythia are also blooming.  The deciduous trees all have buds.  I have already dug out my shorts.  There were some days that warranted them.  For a few weeks now it has been in the sixties and seventies.  I have even wore my tee shirts although not every day was warm enough to do that.  In a few weeks I will put out hummingbird nectar.  I am shooting for April 1 to do that although I usually do not see them until the end of April.  With the warmer weather maybe they will come sooner.  We will see.

The only thing I saw on the River was the ubiquitous gull.  I crossed the busy highway to take a closer view of the River but that was all I saw.  With a little luck I thought I might spot one of the bald eagles who nest on the opposite mountain.  Not this time.  I keep looking for them but I never have seen them in the vicinity.

Later on I might occasionally spot a snowy or great egret on the fringes of the nearby islands.  It is still too early in the season for that.  I just wanted to view the expanse of the River.  There were many gulls but that was about it.  They could be found here year around.

Later on I will walk around my land and see what plants are starting to come out of the ground.  The daffodils, of course, are five or six inches tall.  I am wondering whether any of the row of tulips planted last year will come up.  There are always surprises.  Spring is now three weeks and some days away.  We will see what comes up.

Twenty-five days to spring.  I counted.  There is a dull roar of the wind tossing the tree branches to and fro.  It is almost a perfect day for putting up a kite.  The living room front door is open and and the thermostat lowered to sixty-five.  The heat is not kicking on.  The daffodils are five inches tall already.  I like walking around my yard to see what other new growth is appearing.  I am wondering whether the new bed of roses will come up.  There is no evidence of it yet.  Even the dogs want to spend more time outside and are loath to come in when they are out.  The temperature is slowing rising.  There are less days now when it hits the freezing point overnight.  Before I know it spring will arrive.