According to the calendar, spring officially arrived almost a month ago. But until a couple of days ago, I didn’t see much evidence that winter was over. We still had snow and the temperature was stuck in the single digits. Until last week, M was still wearing his snow pants to school without being asked. And the parts of my garden that weren’t still covered in snow, were a study in brown – dead leaves and dirt, punctuated by stray branches and wayward pieces of garbage.
However, despite another snow storm late last week, spring seems to finally taking hold. Almost overnight, crocus and other early spring flowers are sprouting up in my backyard. Harbingers of spring indeed.
Even the tulips are starting to poke their leaves out of the ground.
Since the front garden only gets early morning son, progress is slower than in the backyard. But sometime today, one of my miniature irises bloomed. There’re only about 6 inches high and very short-lived. But they are so pretty – I always enjoy them, no matter how long they last.
Seeing my garden come back to life has lifted my mood. Last week, it was as heavy as the winter coat I was still wearing. This week, everything seems a little brighter. We’re due for a couple of days of warm, damp weather. Even if the mercury does drop at the week, I know that this time next week, I’ll find more little treasures in my garden.