Spring Wildness
There’s something miraculous about spring. It’s inevitable, the return of life after a long winter, and yet when it happens, it’s always wondrous.
A tiny creamy yellow crocus is blooming on the east side of the house, my first flower. Daffodil spears are up and starting to form buds, and I found some red peony tips just emerging. Snowdrops will be blooming soon, too.
There’s a time in the early spring garden where everything is tousled and messy from fall leaves and stems I haven’t cut back yet, with green poking through, determined to grow in spite of the cold.
I’m always in a rush to start the cleanup, as an excuse to be outside, but then it looks too tidy, with the lawn raked and the beds cleaned, waiting for the rampant growth of May and June to make it look wild again. It suddenly seems tame, and I miss that early spring wildness.
Maureen
Yes, Virginia, it really is spring
My first perennials are blooming, a couple of patches of jewel-bright hepatica. If I roll over on my exercise ball I can see them from my computer desk, bright even when it rains.
Maureen
Musings: crocus daffodils scilla snow snowdrops Spring
by Maureen Bush
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Wee Crocus
We still have piles of snow (how is that possible?) but plants are bravely venturing up, first snowdrops, and now some tiny crocus. Small blue scilla are almost open, and daffodil buds are fattening. So this weekend I’ll pull out some garden furniture, and start cleaning out the flower beds. Perhaps the snow will be so embarrassed it will simply leave.
Maureen
Spring Flowers
We still have piles of snow, but as they melt, grass is looking green in patches (where it isn’t covered in snow mould), and plants are emerging. I’ve spotted garlic tips, daffodils fronds, red nubs of rhubarb, and my first flowers, wee snowdrops ready to bloom as soon as the snow is melted.
Maureen
