It rained here last night, actual RAIN, not that frozen white stuff which made yet another appearance on Monday and Tuesday. When I stepped outside this morning to head over to Nose Hill, I could smell it in the air.
Spring.
This time, I suspect it’s for real. The birds definitely think so.
And, apparently, so do the crocuses on Nose Hill. It may be a bit cheesy to say so, but it made my heart absolutely sing to see the furry little guys.
I stopped off at Whispering Woods (recall my winter post here) on my way home to see if the crocuses had sprung up there, but none were to be found. The aspens were putting on quite a show, though.
We’ve just pulled through EIGHT snow-filled months here in Alberta – boy, is it time to celebrate! I’m eager to get out and begin that long-awaited clean up in my perennial beds. What are your plans (gardening or otherwise) for this wonderful weekend?
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