It has been a long winter. A very long winter. Even for Michigan, where winter seems to last almost six months, from November through April, at least as far as puttering in the garden is concerned. But we Michigan gardeners are hardy stock. We know patience. We like snow for insulating our babies. We accept our shorter bloom times with quiet resignation, and try to curb our envy when seeing pretty spring bulbs and blooms in the blogs of our dear friends in warmer climes (you know who you are!).
But by March, even we get giddy. We try to check our enthusiasm, of course, because we still have a while to go. Forsythia and daffodils won't be blooming until mid April, and we'll certainly get a few more snowfalls, and maybe even a major snowstorm. But as the temperatures slowly rise (it's 45F today!) and the snow melts away, our hope slowly starts to awaken and is looking for any excuse to soar. So we walk all around the garden, hoping to see the glimpse of green, any green, whether the leaf of a bulb or some basal foliage of a perennial.
That's why my little love in a mist leaves are so friendly to me--they are evergreen over winter and look so friendly and green against the otherwise brown, drab backdrop of March.
Today I walked all around my garden beds hoping to find some other green, hopefully even some brave bulbs. Disappointed, I headed back to the front door and noticed Fiona sitting up near the house in the area protected by the overhang. And then I thought I glimpsed some green... could it be... yes, yes, it was!... of, yes, one, and then two and then three and then a dozen hyacinth leaves about an inch above the soil. HYACINTHS!!!!! Oh, glory day, spring will come this year, after all! I have them planted near my front door because I love their smell and because the bulbs like it dry over summer, and that's about the driest area in my garden.
Did I mention, I have HYACINTHS?!?!?!?!?!?!?! (In case you're wondering, that's a branch of purpleleaf sand cherry Prunus x cistena, to the left, and Russian sage to the right.)
In other news, my friend Aunita and I went to an antiques mall in Howell yesterday, and I found the following loot:
I just love 1950s/60s retro kitchen gear, and the cherry blossom glass in particular just tickles my fancy. And I've wanted one of these plastic Santas for ages--usually he's on skis, but I like this version, esp. the pinecone tree with mercury bead ornaments. I think he was once holding a bottlebrush tree in his hand, but I can fix that. And the sweet little chicks are salt and pepper shakers, perfect for spring/Easter decorating!!!
Oh, spring, my heart sings for you.
Added March 11:
A comment about day lilies from MrBrownThumb reminded me that, yes, my tiger lilies are up, too. In fact, they're in a very sheltered location and they beat the hyacinths!