The crocuses are sprouting, and the dreaded weeds. Darn weeds. (mutter, mutter)
The grass is growing. Mostly where I don't want it. (mutter, mutter)
The magnolia tree catkins are swelling and getting fuzzy.
The daffodils are leafing out.
The snow fountain cherry tree is covered with fat buds, as are the rhodies and the lilac bushes.
One of the hellebores is blooming!!
When the sun comes out, you can feel its warmth. It was almost warm this afternoon. Well, not freezing, anyway.
The sun comes up more southerly and goes higher in the sky, and sets more northerly.
But most of all, at quarter to 6, the sun was still up!!! Another month or so and we'll be light until 10:30 or so. Nice.
These things bring the promise of riding weather, if only far in the future. There's still plenty of rain, some passes are still closed and it's still quite chilly for riding, (mutter, mutter) unless one has heated clothing, gloves and sox. (mutter, mutter)
So for now, I read about the Mariners' one glorious post-season and plot motorcycle trips.
Oh, we joined the Patriot Guard.
