An Unwanted Encore
It seemed as if winter was finally leaving us. The weather turned mild, and the snow was melting at a steady pace. Then a colleague at work sent me this.
Yes, apparently we are expecting up to 16″ of snow by tomorrow night. It’s still well above freezing as I write this, so I’m hoping that much of this precipitation will actually take the form of rain rather than snow.
Recently I compared the tediously slow progress of this year’s spring to Napoleon’s retreat from Moscow. Now I am put in mind of a performer who keeps returning to the stage for extra encores, even as the audience just wants to put on their coats and go home.
This weather does make me wonder about all the early spring bulbs that would normally be up by now, the snowdrops and crocus. Are they still asleep under the snow, or have they emerged from the frozen soil only to find themselves smothered by a snowy blanket?
Then there are the perennials and bulbs I planted last fall. I shudder to think what may have become of them: tulips, lilies, squill, bluebells, hellebores, goatsbeard, etc.
And what of the robins and other birds and critters? Judy took this picture of an American Robin on Sunday morning. To my mind it looks distinctly irritated. Perhaps it is wondering how it’s supposed to hunt worms through all the snow and ice. Actually, some American robins do stay in this area through the winter, but I rarely see them in the garden until the weather warms.
As for rabbits, no doubt they are thinking of chewing the bark off of trees that had seemed unappetizing until now. That’s a thought that will keep me up at night.
Has winter given its final bow in your neighborhood, or does it continue to give unwanted encores?