Last fall, I was thinking aloud (in the company of friends) about doing that thing where you put crocus bulbs in your lawn, and then in the spring, they come up, bloom, and die back before it's time to mow. One of my friends suggested I do a pattern.
So I did. Or at least, I tried to. Using some wrapping ribbon, I laid out a smiley face, and then worked around it planting the little bulbs.
Then I took away the ribbon and we had that little winter thing. You know, with the cold and arctic blasts and such.
And now, the snow's gone, and things are starting to come up. But, naturally, not all at once.
So here's the same patch of lawn:
I had bags of mixed crocus bulbs, and it looks like the yellows came up first.
You can also see that I pruned some of the lower branches of the tree (it was getting too difficult to mow near it, and getting in the neighbor's way, too). But mostly you can see that the tree isn't leafing out yet. Nothing is.
And do you wonder, as I do, what caused the optical illusions of curves in the vinyl sidings of the houses?
Edited to add: I took another picture this afternoon, and there are a few new blossoms showing up!
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