Spotted yesterday and today on our morning walks with the puppy:
- The Bradford pears have exploded—there’s no other way to describe the sudden riot of white blooms. And the stink. They smell like feet.
- The purple magnolias have really opened up; the blossoms managed to hold off through last week’s cold snap and not get frostbitten and brown.
- Dandelions and violets. In other people’s yards.
- Low to the ground: Squill and periwinkle. My grape hyacinths are showing a bit of bud amid the pretty, slender foliage.
- In the garden, the arugula sprouted almost immediately after I planted it two weeks ago. My ‘Junkyard Greenhouse’ in the driveway is full of harvestable lettuce from seed I planted in November.
- The understory trees and shrubs are showing real leaves, not just that peachfuzzy haze of green that you have to squinch your eyes to really see.
- Monday morning = 70 degrees. This morning, after a wicked storm system yesterday late afternoon = 40 degrees. Tomorrow = mid-60s.