Despite the calendar saying that we are two-weeks into spring, the sepia melancholy of winter hangs on. There is no spring yet for us. “Verdant” is not a word anyone would use to describe our neighborhood landscapes, “Nuclear waste spill aftermath” would be a better fit. Some daffodils have broken through the crust but there are scant few buds yet. Most evergreens suffered through winter’s cold and snow with little visible damage, the exception being Dwarf Alberta Spruce trees, most of which showed substantial winter burn.
Perhaps Gaia will be kinder to us after another couple of weeks.