I love looking at life as it springs forth after the long and dark of winter. The new season always gets me down on my knees, up close to flowers, to buds, to leaves, to weeds in the garden. Scratch the dirt, and smell the awakening soil! Push your hand into the dirt, and feel the warmth moving into the soil.
Moss and grass are greening.
Look! Worm castings! There will be night crawlers!
What a wonderful time of year.
Look at this photo of a cactus on top of our stone retaining wall. Its pads are still wrinkled and miserable-looking. Last year’s desiccated fruit still clings.
Even more wrinkled than an opuntia pad is an emerging leaf of rhubarb. There’s a lot of leaf compressed into those wrinkles. Adult leaves on this rhubarb plant will be 18″ across, or wider. That’s a hat-sized leaf.
Hyancinth buds are tightly packed, too.
The scillas expose, then extend their florets.
Cardoon rosettes have begun to expand, testing the warming air of these lengthening days.
If you’ve read this blog, you know I like flowers.
One of my favorite spring flowers is the snowdrop.
Crocus are a delicate flower, and rabbits love to eat them. But the bulbs are persistent. Especially where their roots do not have to compete with grass. A single bulb will, over time, become a clump of croci.
Crocus can be gold.
For this honeybee, after a long winter’s fast, flowers are a welcome find.
For this honeybee, springtime crocus is truly gold.