We’ve been told that officially today it is the first day of Spring. I looked outside at the snow flurries dancing in the air and tried to act accordingly. I replaced the plum flowers with the flurries and I substituted the scent with a few potted dwarf irises.
But more is happening proving that spring is nearby:
For a few years now I keep my seedlings and other potted plants in our (unheated) garage. What bewildered us in the first year – some plants remaining green and happy till spring (with some careful minimum watering), it has become a common way of going through the winter. My little ‘garage garden’ is no doubt awakening:
All early flowering Arisaema species are swelling:
And outside, the first snowdrop shyly showed up on the rockery’s sunny face:
Forgive me if I seem too excited about these little signs of spring – it has been a long and hard winter for us, from any angle we may look at it. It may not look like Spring right now but no doubt we reached somehow the point of no return.