Such is the fickleness of early spring flowers, and the unpredictability of the seasonal changes. Spring takes its time arrving, and Winter seems in no hurry to go. They taunt and tease in turn. One day Spring acts as though it owns the weather. The next day Winter gets in its last licks.
We knew the crocuses wouldn't stay open for long. The earliest blooming crocuses often close up on cloudy, cold days.
Nor did the short-term hsyteria of "I still need to" and "I should have" last much longer than the few minutes it took to write up the lists and post them. On the bright side, at least I have a "to do" list now.
In other glorious Spring related news...
- The garden designer is coming on Monday.
- I'm planting peas in two weeks.
- No doubt we'll have some sunny days again, perhap as early as this weekend. Then those crocuses will re-open and be joined by more crocus blooms. Each year, it is as though I am seeing them for the first time. I'll dart from one to another like a mad gardener, trying to photograph each one.
I never grow tired of the early spring blooms.
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RO :o)
I do hope that you have a very successful meeting with your garden designer on Monday.