Herald of spring

Electric crocuses

Electric crocuses

Spring drew on… and a greenness grew over those brown [garden] beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.

~ Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

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A quick walk around the pond

Ladder reflection

It is warm here in the Bogs today.  We had rain showers for a good part of the morning.  Then the sun came out, warmed things up, and it’s a little steamy out there now.  I was so warm on my walk around the pond that I was eyeing the swim platform, thinking a swim might be a real possibility except for one thing.  The nights have been cold enough to leave frost sprinkled about.  I’m guessing the pond water is still pretty cold.

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Conk-la-ree!

Conk-la-ree! is, according to All About Birds, the classic sound of the male Red-winged Blackbird.  As I mentioned recently, the presence of this bird is one of our signs of spring.  Just step outside and you’ll hear his call.  Conk-la-ree!

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Seasonal shifts

Near sunset yesterday

As I sat outside yesterday evening watching the storm clouds move through, I had to keep reminding myself that it’s still February.  Technically, it’s winter.  In case you’re wondering, this is what it looked like last year on this date.

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252: Let’s go sit on the swim dock

Rowing out to the dock.

Now that the swim platform is in place, one of the things M and I like to do some evenings is row out there, have a seat, sip on a drink, enjoy the view and, if no one is mowing, chain-sawing, weed-whacking, or tractoring, take in the peace and quiet.  I thought you might like to come with us on our latest relaxing adventure.  The photos are from Sunday evening.

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231: The Big Bang

(Nature’s fireworks.)

That’s what we woke up to this morning.  Not a crash.  Not a boom.  But a BANG.  A BIG bang.  It was as if a giant up in the sky crashed his fist down on the ground creating not only a bang, but a shaking and rattling of the house.  It was an early morning thunderstorm — much better than any alarm clock — informing us that it was time to wake up and get moving.

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230: Columbines at Longwood Gardens

One of the flowers in bloom during our visit to Longwood Gardens last week was the columbine.  I have never seen columbine before.  They are beautiful flowers that come in all sorts of colors and variations.  Its genus name, Aquilegia, is from the Latin for eagle.  The shape of the flower petals are thought to resemble the talons of an eagle.  Columbine, on the other hand, means dove or pigeon.  There are some who think the petals resemble five doves nestled together.

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