Regular readers of this blog may recall that the window boxes on my back porch looked like this in early February:
In honor of today’s gorgeous, spring-like temperatures, I spent quite a bit of time outside, some of it pulling up the remains of the plants buried in the snowbanks above. Among the detritus, however, I found something else:
It is amazing to me that less than a month after the biggest snowstorms in more than a century, not only do I have plants that survived — but that are also already starting to grow.
I’ve always said that fall is my favorite season, but I’m not sure anymore that it’s true — I am positively giddy for spring this year. Guess that’s what having a real winter for the first time in years will do to a girl, eh?
Updated 3/8/10 to change the post title. I’ve been considering a regular Sunday photo post, and the name for said feature finally occurred to me, and – shock of all shocks – it’s an alliteration. That I dig them for titles is fairly clear, I think.