I think spring fever has taken hold of me today. The birds are chirping their heads off outside, the air temperature is warm-ish and I think I see mounds of greenery popping up out there. (Where did I put those glasses?)The first harbingers of spring in my sorely neglected garden are the winter aconite and the snowdrops, followed closely by the spring crocuses. This morning, all I could find up and in bloom/in bud are the aconite and one lonely crocus.
A neighbor has a fence row of forsythia bordering his yard. When that blooms, I'll know Spring has arrived, no matter what the calendar or the weather says to the contrary!(c) 2009 Martha McLemore