Probably about the best thing about being in Rhode Island over the weekend is that they’re so much further ahead in the season then we are up here in the Great Frozen North, and it was so nice to see all the green, and buds on the trees. Heck, it was even warm enough to do a little recreational rock moving to try and find crabs (we even found what appeared to be a baby lobster).
Up here, about all I can report is that we have crocus. My garden crocus have gone crazy this year. I don’t know if I managed to stir up the soil and bring a bunch to the surface, or what, but I have clumps in my side garden where I’ve never had crocus before, and in colors (the striped one below, and a lovely dark purple) that haven’t come up before. Don’t know what made this year so special, but I’ll take it.
