Spring is coming!
More snow is possible tonight, but there were definite signs of spring in my back yard a couple of days ago.
Crocus that is gradually spreading across my back yard.
Puschkinia, or Russian Snowdrops (possibly my favourite spring bulb).
Scilla, or Siberian Squills.
Snowdrops, nearing the end of their blossom period. I had never noticed the little green bits before, possibly because I pay most attention when they first start blooming.
Rhubarb is starting to grow.
My perennial Egyptian Walking Onions are back. That bed is so overgrown with grass I can’t tell whether the asparagus is in there or not. Hopefully it will stop raining soon so I can give it a good check.
The rain has been been quite dreary so I haven’t bothered going out at all, except to pick up a parcel (two pairs of colourful linen pants for summer - yay!), and to say hello to my neighbour a few doors away. Instead, I did a zumba workout that was rather fun. I felt a bit silly dancing in my living room, since I have a huge window, but it faces to the back and no-one can see me anyway. Besides, who cares?
Crocus that is gradually spreading across my back yard.
Puschkinia, or Russian Snowdrops (possibly my favourite spring bulb).
Scilla, or Siberian Squills.
Snowdrops, nearing the end of their blossom period. I had never noticed the little green bits before, possibly because I pay most attention when they first start blooming.
Rhubarb is starting to grow.
My perennial Egyptian Walking Onions are back. That bed is so overgrown with grass I can’t tell whether the asparagus is in there or not. Hopefully it will stop raining soon so I can give it a good check.
The rain has been been quite dreary so I haven’t bothered going out at all, except to pick up a parcel (two pairs of colourful linen pants for summer - yay!), and to say hello to my neighbour a few doors away. Instead, I did a zumba workout that was rather fun. I felt a bit silly dancing in my living room, since I have a huge window, but it faces to the back and no-one can see me anyway. Besides, who cares?
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