Saturday, February 18, 2006


We've got a few crocuses up. We've had very dry, very cold weather the last few days and they aren't opening up any more than they have to no matter how bright the sun is. We've been getting gusts of maybe twenty or so miles an hour and it's like the sun doesn't isn't even there. But east Portland near the Columbia Gorge they've been getting gusts strong enough to put trees down.

I picture the little crocus fairies down under the leaves just saying "ain't coming out, no way, no how. Where is the freakin' rewind button!"


The World is very old;
But year by year
It groweth new again
When buds appear.

The World is very old,
And sometimes sad;
But when the daisies come
The World is glad.

The World is very old;
But every Spring
It groweth young again,
And fairies sing.

Cicely Mary Barker in The Complete Book oof the Flower Fairies

1 comment:

lisaram1955 said...

My crocuses look very much the same.  Looks like andother cold, sunny, windy one today...  Lisa  :-]