With temperatures in the upper 40’s, slightly gusty wind and a grey sky the February afternoon wasn’t exactly the ideal time to work in the yard, or maybe it was. It was time, I felt, to clean up and trim up a little as well as continue to dispose of the remains of plants that I knew would not be reappearing in the spring.
When finished I rolled the organics bin to the curb for pick up the next day and walked up the driveway with my mind far away. But this iris called out and said, “look, look at me”! There it was, all by itself, in it’s purple splendor. Maybe spring is closer than we think!
The calendar says we have about another month before spring officially arrives, but the weather forecast for tomorrow says 90 degrees! We’ve had a very warm winter with a freeze in December and a very cold weekend in January that threw the temperatures down into the teens. Then it warmed up.
It still looks like winter despite the warm days, but that will be slipping away soon. The red bud trees burst forth about a week ago and the bluebonnets are slowly popping up, too.
I’ve enjoyed the bare trees and monochromatic landscape this winter, delighting in the patterns of the branches and the views not seen in warmer months. The earth is sleeping, waiting for that one perfect afternoon when the sun’s warmth reaches it and nudges it to yawn, stretch, and wake up once again.