I raked up yet more leaves two weeks ago and realized that a couple days of warm weather were rapidly waking up my bulbs. This is my garden two weeks ago.
I had a nice little post that Blogger ate just as I finally had it nicely edited. There are few things I enjoy more than losing an entire post because I hit the wrong button.
Then of course we had a typical northern Nevada spring with a little snow (actually the biggest snowstorm we've had) thrown in. Bulbs in these parts get used to erratic weather. I wish I could say that the fruit trees do too--I'm grateful that the peach in the photo has just barely begun to think about budding. Although we've had years with three snowfalls on blossoms and ended with a bumper crop!
You might think the snow cooled my jets. Ah, but you know me well! All it did was to make me happy for some much-needed precipitation added to our yearly total so that I won't feel too bad watering this summer.
But even if the calendar doesn't quite say Spring yet, these crocus by Lilypad Pond are definitely making me do the happy dance.
My gardener's heart is thrilled and I can hardly wait to have dirty fingernails once again!