Today was the day we set our clocks forward an hour for daylight savings time, making evening light last a little longer. It's not long until it's officially springtime according to the calendar. Western Washington seasons always seem to have identity crises at this time of year. It'll be hot one day, and I'll be tempted to wear sandals, and pretty soon hail pummels me in my front yard. We have random snows and lots of rainy and blustery days. It's as if nature is reluctant to wake up from its nap and is a bit cranky about it. In the midst of all of this, signs of spring are creeping up all around. The salmonberries are leafing out. The cottonwoods are swelling with buds and the nettles are beginning to do their nefarious work. Our daffodils are blooming, and the red currants, lupines, sedums and columbines are slowly and cautiously opening their leaves, pushing them carefully from branches and soil. The hazelnuts and alders are decorated with catkins that can't wait to release pollen and the kids are beginning to forget to shut the door. I even saw a fly very sluggishly walk across my screen. Hello spring!
|Hazelnut catkins, ready to release their pollen|
|Excited about a little buttercup leaf|
|silly face and giddy bliss!|
|Hello little hazelnut tree!|