It is still February in Tennessee and one of my trees is already covered with lush pink blossoms. It worries me because if we have a heavy snow or frost, they will die without the bees having the opportunity to feed on them.
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Man updates us on his own stroll through his spring-like yard,
That’s why I decided to do something I’ve never done in January. I took my March stroll, the walk around the yard when I look for bits of green, tiny buds, and any hints of the coming spring. As I pushed fallen oak leaves aside, I felt like a kid searching the house for hidden Christmas presents — which, Mom and Dad, I never, ever did.
I took photos earlier today of jonquils already in full bloom. Where is winter?









