Is spring here…six weeks early?
I dunno. The pessimist in me tends to doubt. After all, there's still a lot of February to get through, plus the first three weeks of March.
On the other hand, it's hard to argue with a cheery yellow crocus. In fact, nearly a dozen of them, scattered about near the front door. They popped out yesterday; Super Bowl fans, perhaps? My daffodils have been up for a month-and-a-half, the tulips nearly a month—though neither has deigned to bloom quite this early. Yet up the road, my neighbor's white snowdrops and yellow winter aconites are both blooming. And another neighbor's Lenten rose has also put forth blossoms.
If the crocus have jumped the gun, gotten too excited by the unseasonably warm weather, who can blame them? The heart is always an optimist when it comes to spring.