Just two weeks later, color is bursting all over. Daffodils and crocuses everywhere. I know this crocus picture does not look real, but I promise it is. Just the perfect light, I guess. Hyacinths are on their way. The rhubarb is growing fast. The bleeding hearts are back (now that I know what the sprouts look like and when they appear--they always look like they are gone forever by late summer). And the peonies are coming into view, too.
I actually got out and worked in the yard today. Great sunny and cool day for it. I planted five forsythia that had been hanging out in pots last year and spent the winter up against the house. They are starting to bloom and the ground isn't frozen, so in they went. Still hoping to block out the neighbors' big, ugly propane tank sometime soon. (Now they have two for some reason--I'm hoping the old one will be taken away before long. They also got a new dog. She is actually nice, and likes to keep me company while I am outside, unlike psycho mutt out back, who just races around barking that horrible, high-pitched yap so common in small, highstrung dogs.)
