Word is, we're about two or three weeks behind as far as spring is concerned. And I don't mean behind the Twin Cities, I mean behind our spring. There was snow on the fishing opener last weekend; Matt still sees snow on some of the embankments along the tracks back in the woods. But the last couple of days, it's felt a little different.
Here's our first strawberry blossom. I have to admit that I found it as I was weeding the berry patch for the first time.
I love lupine. It grows in ditches and along roads, and takes over abandoned lots. I plant it and nurture it, and what do I get? One or two plants. I should ignore it; then, maybe it would thrive. This one is in the middle of the strawberry patch, and because it's in good shape, I leave it.
We have marsh marigolds in our creek. They generally bloom around May 1. Not this year.
This makes our property look a lot greener than it really is, but it's on its way. Also, I felt sneezy today. Now it's spring.