Day 52: Yes, those are daffodils. In December. If ever there was a "WTF moment," it was yesterday when I noticed them in my garden, and therefore I uttered that precise and vulgar phrase spontaneously. As to why they might be so far ahead of schedule is impossible to speculate. It's not overly warm, and certainly the amount of daylight they've been receiving is only marginally more or less than that in any other December. Yet there they are, happy little heads poking through the ground in anticipation of spring. Kids, you're gonna beat the pussywillows this year, and that just ain't right!
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