One
week until spring officially arrives. One week until spring break
officially arrives. There is not much going on as I traipse the Acres
these days. I'm taking mental notes of some things I need to do over
spring break. The beds need cleaning. Actually most of them need redoing
completely, but that's not going to happen. I'll have to make do. Maybe
I can redo one bed a year.
Usually by this time
of year, the crocus have been blooming for a week or so. But it was
five degrees last week, and they don't seem in any hurry to come up. I
only have one bouquet--soft yellow--that's up on display. And it's in
the wild area of all places. They are usually last! The only thing else
that is thinking of showing off is one Lenten rose in the trees. Well,
the monster pussy willow is aglow in its silveriness, but it's always
blooming it seems. My other two pussy willows are biding their time. And
only a very few daffodils have even started to push their way through
the frozen earth. I can't imagine how deep the ground must be frozen.
The pink ladies have started to come up too, but they wait until August
to actually bloom. No sign of anything else, yet. I am curious as to the
effect the Vortex winter will have on the Acres. Time will tell. Not
much I can do about it but walk and wait.
The snow pack from this
winter has flattened the wild area and even the ground under the trees. I
still have a sliver of snow up against the trees on the meadow side.
Have no fear--it's supposed to snow some again tonight and tomorrow.
Anyway, it appears that it's going to be a late blooming spring. As
long as it blooms, I won't mind. What's a couple weeks, eh? Maybe by
Easter I'll at least have my daffodil heaven. For now, it's the three
w's: walk, wait, and wonder. And I do have my patch of yellow beauties
at the end of every walk! And a touch of maroon in the trees should be
evident by mid-week. Beauty is on its way.
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