The Daily DuBrule
|Weeping cherry branches on April 18th, 2004|
As usual, if I get home before dark, I grab a glass of red wine and walk my property. The tour tonight was very revealing. All of the buds were completely frozen off of my red quince in late winter after a prolonged warm spell in December caused them to swell. Lo and behold, seemingly overnight, new buds have formed and this radiant beauty is about to burst into full bloom. I have breadseed poppy rosettes of foliage in the beds on the south side of my house, a sight usually reserved for late April or early May. Almost every daffodil I own is either in flower or in swollen bud. Forsythia: in full bloom. March madness indeed.
|I picked a bouquet of these double daffies today!|
It's a magnificent month and I refuse to worry and fuss about what it all means or what will happen if or when it gets cold again. For now, I am trying really hard to just take a deep cleansing breath, soak up this unexpected gorgeous weather, and smile a happy smile. Maybe Mother Nature has simply decided to give us a magnificent gift. I'll take it.