Day 147: Once again, the first crocus has taken me be surprise. While I was monitoring the foliage at the west end of the front flower bed, this little feller popped up on the east end, hidden behind the bare twigs of a hardy fucshia. I know it's there, and I know it's always the first one to show colour every year, but because it's an "outlier," I never seem to watch that spot. Today, its petals were backlit by morning sun, burning like a purple candle flame in the shadow. Such cheery things crocuses are! And if gas prices keep me from hunting the first Skunk Cabbage of the season, a crocus will suffice to say that spring has officially arrived in my yard.
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