On a cold February morning, the temperature says winter, but the light says spring. The brightness brings daydreams; in my mind’s eye I see new blooms.
By our front steps, snowdrops dangle their little white heads.
As does a friend’s Pieris japonica.
I covet a neighbor’s spicy witch hazel.
Ditto the snowdrop anemones at Ladew Topiary Gardens.
And the corylopsis on Walnut Hill.
A blanket of crocuses on a Roland Park lot never developed seems a miracle each year. Ahhh, green space.
Forget-me-knots spread along our flagstone paths.
Early spring is my favorite time in our garden. Tall perennials still sleep below the ground, but resilient 90-year old peonies are doing their pushups, letting us know they’ve made it through another winter. Come on, spring!
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