Winter one week. Spring the next. The bizarre seasonal pendulum that has characterized the year so far swung once again toward its vernal alter ego this week in the form of several 60 degree days followed by cooler — but still unseasonably warm — 40s this weekend.
The witch hazel in the back border that has been threatening to break bud for the last few weeks made good on its promise. The spidery orange flowers line the branches, bringing new color to the garden.
A solitary honey bee flew from flower to flower as I photographed the witch hazel, enjoying a natural snack in the warm sunshine.
Below the witch hazel, flower buds of my ‘Melody’ Hellebores have begun to open. Called the Lenten Rose, it’s a few weeks early much like its overhead companion. In our changing climate, perhaps it will become known as a Valentine’s Day rose (much to the chagrin of florists nationwide).
Bulbs have broken through the soil throughout the backyard garden, although the front borders remain dormant. Many green tips of daffodils, tulips, glory of the snow and snowdrops have emerged through the wood mulch and leaves.
Past the approximation of the 10-day forecast, I don’t know what the rest of the winter holds. We may have spring in February and March rather than April and May. The emerging plants could get hammered by an eventual cold snap that turns the hope of spring into disappointment. There’s a certain beauty in the anticipation created by uncertainty — a magic in not knowing what’s in store for tomorrow.