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| This poor bloom doesn't stand a chance. I guarantee winter will be back by next week. |
It’s not quite Groundhog’s Day, but the weather today is
already having everyone think about spring.
(For those not familiar with Groundhog’s Day, it’s an unofficial holiday
in the United States where we pull a groundhog out of its burrow to determine
if there are 6 or 8 more weeks of winter left.
A bit barbaric, and maybe not too smart since we’re disturbing a hibernating
animal, but it’s done anyways.)
It’s close to 60 degree F today, and while I was working in
the garden this morning, I heard many others out and about. The weather is odd here; one day it’s winter
and I’m huddled before the heater, and the next day has me grabbing a rake and
wanting to spend my time outside. I’m
weary though. I’ve seen it before; the
flowers start to bloom and bam!,
winter comes backs bringing Siberian winds and blowing snow. Those earlier blooms don’t even have a
chance. So, as we wait for the reality
check that it is still technically January, I’ll take advantage of the weather
and see if I can make that goal of getting the garden cleaned before Thanksgiving,
Christmas, the end of winter. I
have a few more weeks, right?
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