It was about this time of year, probably in 1962, that I was laid up with a bad case of the flu and the neighborhood kids were playing in the empty lot kitty corner from my parents’ house, after school. All I could do was stand at the window, and watch the fun from a distance.
By Saturday I was feeling better, but when I got out of bed and looked outside, it was snowing. There was a foot of snow on the ground, too.
I should have taken this as a sign, and moved back to California when I had the chance, but I didn’t, and I’m still here, waiting for the snow that’s supposed to come tomorrow. I might point out to the weather gods that there is already snow on the ground here, and it’s been here for a month, so I really don’t need any more. It won’t do any good, but I thought I would mention it just in case.
Some flowers here are a month or more behind their “usual” time (if there is such a thing), but Cyclamen coum is showing some color, more or less on time. This plant is self sown, the ants doing the work, as always. (Also visible are grape hyacinths, in this case Muscari heldreichii, nibbled by rabbits.)
Here is Galanthus ‘Cordelia’, not totally in focus. This is one of the “Greatorex Doubles” raised in England in the early 1950s. Probably only interesting to me, but that’s the story of my life, now.
In keeping with my (undeserved) reputation for the tasteless and controversial, here are a couple of educational videos. When I get tired of watching seeds germinate, I make educational videos.
The following cactus autopsy may not be suitable for some viewers.