“In the spring I have counted one hundred and thirty-six different kinds of weather inside of four and twenty hours.” ~ Mark Twain
Friday, I played hooky for a few hours and snuck out to the garden. Within minutes, I was peeling off layers like an onion and thinking it was time to move the winter clothes into storage. A week of mid-70’s in early February gets me dreaming about planting spring annuals, but I have wised up a bit through the years.
The city gardens – tucked in and protected from the elements creating their own micro-climate – scream “spring!”
But the Homeward Bound Memorial Garden knows otherwise. A few brave bulbs, the rosemary, and the Ceanothus have appeared,
but the rest of the garden felt a change was in the wind – literally.
It blew in from the north on Saturday – 25 mph of cold in our faces and dropping our reality down a more seasonable twenty degrees. I know. Quit whining. You’re California-spoiled.
Truth be told, none of us are quite ready for spring yet. Spring means summer – and those 100+ degree days will be here soon enough.
So stay tucked under the covers little bulbs, and don’t quite unwrap yet tiny buds –
We’ll take a few more weeks of sweatshirts and Golden blankets.
And some rain would be lovely, too.
“The course of the seasons is a piece of clock-work, with a cuckoo to call when it is springtime.” ~ Georg Christoph Lichtenberg
Gardens For Goldens 
We finally got our seasonal weather today. It’s overcast, cooler and windy, as any decent California February should be. I have a tomato plant self seeded and in complete denial about the weather. That’s a first. The bulbs that are up, usually come up this month (narcissus and hyacinth). I’m hoping the others stay buried like yours. Gorgeous photos as always of the garden and the pooch. Have a terrific week.
Now if we could just get the east coast to send us some of that excess water! Have a good week, as well!
We would love some rain too, but not expected yet, we have a week at least of 35C plus temps, it is our swelter and suffer season and the goldens are inside under the air con, no good for fur coats. Love your plog in case I dont often say so. Joyin the Northern Rivers of N.S.W. Australia.
Thanks for your lovely note from the other side of the world! Stay cool! We’ll try to blow some of this cold your way!
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What is the secret to starting Monday off on the right foot? Opening your post and seeing not only gorgeous photos but a quote from Mark Twain – perfect! 🙂
Oh, I just found our first snowdrop blooming today, amidst 60º weather! But the breeze had a winter chill in it and we expect snow this weekend. You captured the essence of “late winter longing for spring” fever that I expect we all have by now 🙂 Golden blankets indeed!
I love those tiny little flowers. So brave to come out in the cold!