See, it is going to be spring. They promised.
Granted, both the Pickwick crocus and the Tete-a-Tete miniature daffodils (always about a month earlier to bloom than their full-sized cousins) are in the extremely protected, south-facing flower bed by my front door. Oh, and please do ignore the weeds.
But that sprout at the bottom right hand corner of the daffodil photo? That’s a lily. A true promise for next summer.
Making progress. Even though I had to put the fourth quilt back on the bed last night after being overly optimistic when I took it off on Sunday after I washed the sheets.