Day 62: This is wrong on so many levels, I can't begin to count them. Yes, that is my dirt in my garden, and those are bloody flippin' daffodils poking their little heads up, and it's not even Christmas. I live in the Pacific Northwest, not southern California. This is a sight I should not see until February at the earliest. Winter hasn't even begun, and here is Spring, starting already. Ma Nature must have flipped an extra page on her calendar. If I thought I was busy chasing rare Orchidaceae and mycoheterotrophs in April and May of 2015, 2016 may be even more exciting.
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