Thursday, April 19, 2007

Spring, Is It?

The crocii have triumphed.

I love daffodils, and actually all flowers that come from bulbs, but the crocus is the flower which to me seems the bravest. They poke their heads out of the ground, sometimes around February, testing things out and getting snowed on, just, it seems, so that they can give the other flowers the all clear when it is. This year they've all been a little timid, though. I don't blame them. I haven't wanted to go out either.

It stayed warm here right up through the beginning of January, and then got cold and snowy and icicle-y. This week has been well-nigh torrential, and just to vary things a little bit, we've had some snow thrown in there as well. But today, right around midmorning, the sun finally came out. So I called YCW and we went for a walk again.

This time, because of all the rain, we were pretty sure her family's Private Property would have some submerged bits, so we went to a nearby living history museum where I used to work. One of the current employees is also a current Starbucks customer, and he gives me free passes, so I can take $20 walks with my friends for free.

We found some rather soggy patches there, too, but we told each other it still wasn't as bad as it would have been had we stayed at YCW's. Although . . . the lower fields by the farm were completely submerged, with Canada geese smugly swimming in them. We weren't walking in the fields, though. And we did meander into the general store for some fudge cookies.

YCW had a few crocii up at her place, but they were fairly exploding at "the Village." I wish I had had a camera with me so I could show you. But suffice it to say that the sight gave me hope for spring, and for the crocii and other bulb flowers struggling to make their way in the garden here, too.

5 comments:

Craver Vii said...

Yeah, spring... woo-hoo.

This weekend, I will be outside for all but 18 hours. That's two hours for church, and two nights of sleep. The rest of the time, I hope to make some good progress on the 6 x 30 feet of garden that Mrs. Craver wants out back. We are trying to borrow a tiller to turn the soil over, but at this point, I probably wouldn't mind using dynamite instead. Pray that I get the right tools, and don't break my back.

Jenn said...

How's the outside-for-all-but-18-hours going? I hope it's very productive.

Barry Pike said...

I had crocii once...massive doses of prescription antihistimine were required to clear it up and I couldn't leave the house for a week.

Craver Vii said...

Thanks for asking. I'm sunburnt & sore. There's still a lot to do, but I got a tremendous amount of work done and Mrs. Craver is proud of her yard and loyal bondservant.

Jenn said...

Barry--That's gross.

Are you trying to tell me that I have the plural for "crocus" wrong? I know people say "crocuses," but that just sounds so . . . plebian or something. But now I'm embarrassed . . .

Craver--sorry about the sunburn, but kudos to you on the lawn (and your wife's approbation).

There was an error in this gadget