Me: "It's been beautiful weather out lately!"
B: "Yeah, but you know winter is just waiting to bitch-slap us in the face again."
That B., he's got a way with words.
The nice weather, however, made me wonder if the 250 bulbs I planted last October had survived. So I've been checking the bulbs near our front steps obsessively every day. There's no denying it; I jumped up and down last night when I saw this:
Here, let me zoom that in for you:
Crocus! Often the first sign of spring. I know they'll be buried in snow a time or two, but eventually they'll look like this:
But I'm not counting down the days or anything :)