The magnificent flowers of Tulip Magnolia (magnolia soulangeana) are sometimes lost to a late frost--but not this year!
March never can seem to make up it's mind. It starts out in the morning shivering in a winter coat, and by noon it's shorts and a tee shirt. Two hours later and you're drenched in a sudden downpour, mixed with 3 inches of pea-sized hail and wind that litters the ground with thousands of tiny twigs and branches, usually just after you've just picked up all of the debris from the last weather snit.Then the sun peeks out; Mother Nature laughing at her own perverse sense of humor (Not Funny, Mom!) and warms your body and soul , kissing you with fresh breezes and hugging you with the delicious scents of fresh flowers and moist earth.
Miniature daffodils
Tritellia, one of my favorite small spring bulbs
Peppermint stick (clusiana) tulips
The next day, you wake up to a skin of frost all over everything, the daffodils are shivering and the rhododendron leaves are curled up into slim fingers that makes you want to fit them out with mittens! There's a promise of 70 degrees by Sunday, but.....are the promises going to be kept?
Butterbur (petasites) flowers come up before the leaves
Vinca minor atropurpurea with white grape hyacinth
Spores on moss
Woodland walk
Hosta montana aureomarginata
Lots of promises to keep.
"And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins."
--Swinburne
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