I know it’s incredibly cold – down to 11 degrees tonite – but the snowdrops are already on their way up. The very pointy tips of the leaves are up a quarter of an inch all over the woods and the yard. And when the temperature hits 40 later this week, they will shoot up so fast that I always feel I could see them grow if I was watching closely enough.
They do mean the world has turned sufficiently that the wheel of the year is reaching toward spring. Hurray! And I’m hoping that the rest of the winter is instead an early and prolonged spring. That’s what I’ve talked myself into, anyway!