The second half of February was pleasantly bright; but chilly, with the mercury dipping into the frost nearly every evening. A few flowers managed to get their heads above ground, but were kind of stunted and unenthusiastic. This last week’s been warm, alternating sun and rain. If you stand still in the garden, very still, you can almost hear the flowers growing.
The crocuses are just past their peak, the daffodils just starting. The ground behind the flowers is still rough and unhusbanded-looking, naked in spots and frankly not that pleasing to most eyes. Gardeners’ eyes, though, see not what’s there but what’s coming.
