I don’t want to jinx it, but this winter has been relatively mild. I’ve yet to haul out my heavy winter coat for those frigid snowy days. Why? Well, there’s hardly been any snow to write home about and the temperatures haven’t dipped as low as they have in years past. This is February for crying out loud, and we’ve flirted with temperatures in the high 60’s- 70 degrees F (20-21 degrees C) for several days. I could easily live with winters like these. As a matter of fact I haven’t been whining to my husband as much as I have in the past about escaping to a tropical island.
I don’t believe I’ve ever seen anything come up quite this early, but the soil is definitely warming up and even though this isn’t officially spring time, it sure has a certain spring like quality in the air. A few weeks ago the snowdrops emerged, definitely one of the happier little plants that announce that spring is imminent.
Another cheerful sight that adds a splash of color has always been the crocuses. These dainty little flowers bloom in shades of yellow and lavender with patches emerging all through the landscape. On our walk today we came upon open fields studded with crocuses. It’s definitely another sign that spring is around the corner.
I have to brace myself from going all out and starting work in my small patch around me. Re-connecting with the earth is therapeutic, affirming and promising. But patience has never been my strong suit, so I sit and count the days when I can don my gloves and hat and embrace nature in all its glory. The countdown has begun. Are you as excited as I am? What jobs do you tend to first after winter’s slumber?