Yes, the last day of winter! We've survived another one. OH, I accidentally spelled that "won", erased it and re-wrote it, but now I wonder if it wasn't really correct the first way! I feel like I won something! I was looking out my window at the silver sky, feeling a bit bleak about the bleakness, and I look down to my front garden. I was feeling bad about the poor garden, as last week I barely had time to do much more than rake off some of the leaf-blanket I put on last fall. It got so cold again last Sunday and has stayed cold, that I never went out to finish the job...when to my amazement, I see these two purple spears poking up...my giant crocus, just waiting for the temps to go over 35 so they can open! O!
Then I knew we were on the other side...it may well snow again. Frankly I might be disappointed if it didn't snow at least one more good one before the good weather comes to stay. But it won't last. The push and struggle of life will suddenly burst forth, and nothing Old Winter can do will work, and it will retreat north, north and north! And the proof is in those crocii. Hope, wearing deep purple, poking up from the darkness of cold soil, will not be denied. Welcome Spring! Farewell Winter!
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Oh! You and I are on the same wavelength. I wrote a crocus post today too. I've got some pale lavender ones as well, but the white ones were the prettier photo. You want more snow, eh? Well, you're welcome to the white stuff in our forecast. Hmph.
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